[Verse 1: TERROR REID]
Ayy, welcome to the dungeon, motherfucker, pay respect
The boogie mane, never fresher, say less
I'm a doozy on the mic, I suggest you take a few
Steps into the south and observe the all new
Ranky-stank platter, this game that I toss
REID up in that thick shit, feelin' like a boss
Ridin' wild style, straight dippin', never slip
Chicken neck hoes always grabbin at my dick tip
Bound to happen 'cause I keep my shit blappin'
REID under the roof, it mean the cheeks get clappin'
Nеver ever will you see mе make a big stink
'Bout some petty shit, ho, what do you think?
Poppin' out of the '64 on Vogues
The one they chose, wearing all of the hot clothes
With one good look you'll see the illest in the book
But keep your eyes open or yo' ass cooked
[Chorus: Domsta]
If it's all gone today
Would you stay down for me?
If it's all gone today
Would you stay down for me?
[Verse 2: Domsta]
They be like Domsta, "Who up in that 'Burban?" Shit, it might be your ho
Smilin', tippy toe behind your back, I spent no dough, I promise
I get the jitters when I'm in her, you her babysitter
Real stand up guy, gon' let me come and hit her, quit her
Had to upgrade to Denali, sayanari
One wrong look, I ready the blade like Harakiri
She run and giggle, 'cause it's Dommy calling
Who you thought I had her for a night
Now you can't share what we apart of
Got the bible in her bio, let me stick in her pie hole
Told me please hold her iPhone, told her smile
Hey, buddy, you got a good girl
But in a short while she might accumulate a hundred thousand miles
I keep it pushing like these player haters couldn't
Got a woman whip up something like she put her pretty foot in
Amount of kush inside my blunt send you to cushions
Tapioca, smoking pudding you can't find 'til 2030, ho
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