DomYoRich - Jin Mori

Should i use autotune for the ab libs
I don't know
Only the family
And these niggas they not family
And these niggas they can't stand me
So I leave em funky like Stanley
Gun to your head don't panic.
This weed loud organic
Pack them bricks then i stamp it
Pull up Porsche on e
Got a button what's a key
About thousand on my feet
She say she taste like kiwi
Feds listening i peep
Yeah my silencer make niggas sleep
On the block hoping shit sell
Prices up and down like a stairwell
Fucked that bitch and then farewell
Y'all features just some junk mail
Met her now she got a sore throat
And my book bag cost your car note
Controlling the world with no remote
Sippin' lean fuck rootbeer float
1500 For the black coat
You niggas washed up with no soap
With no soap
Now
They calling me rich
Cause i sold a couple bricks
In france im a pimp
Im the trillest you shrimp
Im putting in work with a limp
Running the game in some retro 1s
And yo bitch just shot my gun
She said it was fucking fun
Now i'm calling her honey bun
They say I'm Charles Manson
Gun shots now you racing
I think I'm Charles Mason
Blind ya never say sorry
I woke up in Bugatti
But i went to sleep in a Rari
Kidnap ya girl i'm off the molly
Everyday i'm spittin' that fire
Me and yo bitch just had sex
And your mother up next
Cause i'm famous like Dex
Wipe her down no windex
Playing wit her pussy like a tech deck
You know you niggas ain't wit that
Stop acting like you wit the shit
Caught yo ass working at petco
You soft just like pillows
Put a hole in ya head like some Cheerios

Written by:
Dominique Nutter

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