Plz Don't Make Me Do It

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]

Now I still don't pop molly, but I smoke around a pound of weed

Around an hour time we'll burn the sour like calories

That money shit enpowers me, cowards, while ya'll cowardly doubted me

Swear if uncle could see me now, he'd be proud of me

But I pour some out for my dead homies

Smoking out in Flatbush, Zombies my dead homies

Rommi my bread homie

I've seen some niggas die before they crime

And if I go I'd be proud to say I put some reason in my rhymes

Believe that I'm in time my season come online

Spring, winter, fall bring any raw, see that involves snakes out the grass

Priest of the law, preach and resolve

But you niggas too hard headed, that "I want it all" fetish

Devil is still aline, I ain't going where y'all headed

I don't get what I want, I know my niggas is war ready

A couple 100 degrees, still seeming the heat is rising

Withdrawal from the fiends, they say "you can't deprive me"

This just my essence, no second guessing, please read the science

Fuck the world, smoke weed, cheat, be defiant

[Hook: Domo Genesis]

Curse all of you bitch niggas

'Cause I might hurt one of you bitch niggas

Please don't make me do it

I think I'm on my old shit

They wanna see me on my old shit

Believe I'm on my old shit

Curse all of you bitch niggas

'Cause I might hurt one of you bitch niggas

Please don't make me do it

I think I'm on my old shit

They wanna see me on my old shit

Believe I'm on my old shit

[Verse 2: Erick Arc Elliot]

Bridge the gap between us

Always reminiscing about some old shit

Smoking good weed and you know we smoke the whole zip

Outie when the hoes dip

Know we rocking J's, know it be the old shit

Phone disconnected when you call, that's my old shit

Seeing other bitches at the mall, that's my ho shit

Know your friend is so sick, that's why I play my old shit

So when I'm dead and gone you can say you know my old shit

This is for the vultures, I do this for the culture

Not cause I'm supposed to

Soldiers never show love

There is something old 'bout a new drug

There is something rad 'bout a good fuck

Good women, good weed

That's why a nigga move at such a speed

Eyes shifty on these fiends

I disintegrate regimes

You see me move smooth when I orchestrate tunes

I'm Coltrane if he ate shrooms, I assume

[Hook: Domo Genesis]

Curse all of you bitch niggas

'Cause I might hurt one of you bitch niggas

Please don't make me do it

I think I'm on my old shit

They wanna see me on my old shit

Believe I'm on my old shit

Curse all of you bitch niggas

'Cause I might hurt one of you bitch niggas

Please don't make me do it

I think I'm on my old shit

They wanna see me on my old shit

Believe I'm on my old shit

[Outro]

Old shit

I'm on my old shit