F$o Pazzi - Off Da Dome

He gon lose his IQ even tho these is hallow tips
Got guns just like navy that make you seal yo zip
Show you fashion with these guns blood up on him drip
Chasing a bags make you lay about these fucking chips
Been shooting in these streets no ranch how we dip
Park kar konversation hit da hoe on accident
Always getting mad kontrol yo anger management
Put a bag up on his head boy that price extravagant
Smith & wesson boy that fie just luv entanglements
Oh
Ima let it blow blow blow grab a tissue fa his nose
100 bandz up the sco
Niggas kreepin on da low
I know a nigga hating i got this cheese right now
Flash it in his bitch she gon wanna fuck some nokap
Aint he blood? why his pockets b on blue
Bad yellow broad she wont peak at you(pikachu)
Toting drakes ovo like a owl we aim at whoever
Dont play with me thought you knew better

Written by:
renaldo fertil

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