Shaq Carried Kobe

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]

If you don't want me then don't speak like Fantasia

Peanuts doll awake me that Jamaican coloured Bapestas

Me and all my dogs flirting with that euthanasia

Some niggas caught the wave and some niggas caught cases

But you know the game

Hardly ever in control even though you playin'

Couple options got on hold but just know I'm weighing

And you ain't livin' out your songs, you're just known for sayin'

Feed my marijuana jones and then I'm in my zone again

They ain't tryna see me back on my old shit

Durag 2x tall tee up over that phone clip

That 24 gram watch me bust down the zone shit

Run the play back to back on some watching the throne shit

Don't let me catch you 'less you know me

Niggas are down, you bad and turn they back and be your homie

I ain't got a blunt of weed or even matches for a phoney

Make me laugh like saying Shaq carried Kobe

Y'all just some funny niggas

[Verse 2: Phonte]

Yeah

You niggas is hilarious

Modern day embarrassments

My blackness is synonymous

With Odells, Marcels, Mabels and Clarences

Black ass names filled with black ass arrogance

The good doctor Tigallo, called me a emeritus, called me a reverend

With the essence of Leo in The Revenant

But called me a brethren

Or you could just call me "that nigga"

What could be more American?

This ain't no shit for the ascots

This is for the galaxies and planets of Asgard

Black mirror effect, at my own neck with a glass shard

I'm ready to set it, I'm Kim Jong in a rap squad

Looking at the switch like: mask on, fuck it, mask off

Either learn the game or you will end up a mascot

When Te's in the building just prepare for the onslaught

It's gonna be a good night

Tell you niggas, bon soir

Tigallo

[Outro]

Get in line motherfucker

Ready to die motherfucker

It's yours truly, ha, Mr.HowTheFuckIsYouGonnaTellMe

Plus I came with 99 motherfuckers

Like it's 1999 motherfucker

Get high motherfucker

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

Uh, Put lotion on them ashy ass socks

Before you step out your crib

Niggas ain't never put no lotion on they socks

You don't know 'bout the struggle then

Put some lotion on some ashy socks them shits come right back to life

Y'all niggas don't know the struggle man

Bring your little ass in the house man

See the streetlights is on, it's cold as hell out here

Fuck is wrong with you?

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