Why DOMS, Why Mark & J DOMS - VERY HARD SONG

You know this shit never stop
We brought it out with the mop
Sticks and them drums and a chop
Knocking you down like a tree in a park
I might just pour up some lean on the rocks
Whipping that thing I'm a demon
Ghost niggas they can't even see him
Shiesty slimey like Thugger and Wheezy
Hop in the booth and you know I go stupid
Got a few lessons to teach like a tudor
Been acting reckless I need me a Buddha
Aiming for heads put a hole in medulla
I'm the guy that go the hardest
Niggas taking chances catching charges
Uno activate a solo charter
Move coast to coast I'm living honest
Ride through the town and we switching lanes
Got a bad bitch doing different things
She tryna benefit from the fame
Too bad we kicked her ass out the gang
Why Dominus never lacking
We steady packing loud as an anthem
Bars like a tantrum leaving you damaged
Package too hot so them niggas can't handle

I gotta stop my shit before I'm popping shit
Molly my energy feel like Im dropping it
Popping and locking shit put you in coffin quick
Twitter you talking shit real life you walking bitch
Don't give a shit might flip
Gotta bad bitch she glist
Imma put diamonds on my wrist
Call them all Trump caused they all look pissed
Tears in the eyes they ain't got it like this
Call the boy Steph cause the boy won't miss
Feeling like Carti cause the shit I sip
I ain't popping no tags I be broke as shit
I'm tryna rap harder I'm out the apartments
I left all my armor to be a true artist
I'm like third Carter I make me a milli
Said fuck you to Harvard that college shit silly
Get planes on a charter I'm higher than Willie
And yes I'm charmer I'm flyer than Diddy
You lost like a farmer that came to my city
My girl is so giddy she rocking to Billy
Yours took little pilly now she feeling dizzy
If you put up 20 I'm putting up 50
You cheesy like philly you fake call you Jimmy
I'm spazzing on bitches they snap like achilles

Aye (yuh) aye (yuh)
Aye (yuh) aye (yuh)
I don't give a fuck bout lame bitch
I ain't got a rari but I'm still gone lane switch
Hit em with a uppercut call that shit face lift
Rocking that polo cause ya bro too basic

Fuck is you talking bout
I'm finna stomp you out
In some Air Force 1s I wore today
I'm tryna get an award today
This ain't the Derby Awards okay
Handling bidness
You's a bum we found you in the trenches
Stay getting richer the bigger the bag
The bigger the picture my nigga

Rest in peace to rock
Hip Hop shot and took ya spot
Shouts out Cube and shouts out Pac
Smoke my bag up on my block
Smoke my bag up on my block

We gone bag up the whole block
We gone bag up the whole block
Who's that screaming? That's Why DOMS
That's Why DOMS who's that screaming
That's Why DOMS That's Why DOMS

Written by:
Jalen Spreitler, Mark Welch

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