BUFFERS* (feat. macho.)

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Dominsquis

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And you know who I am tho, the King of what
The King of Style
I'm sitting reminiscing when I ain't had shit to do,
When the boys f*ck with me and I said that I f*ck with you
Back when my bitch got fucked, and I ain't had no fucking clue
But when it's up that shit gets stuck and I ain't talking fucking glue
Said Macho that's OD
Come set my niggas free
No disrespect to you
I'm just enjoying me, I'm good staying in my lane
So stay up out the way, you say you cuffed her
Don't see buffers, Imma f*ck that bitch today
Excuse me while I let myself buffer
Don't wanna miss the st-st-stutter
I crashed the city no thunder, she wanna roll me like butter
She caught me on my blunders, mistake for a set piece, I set these goals
Engulf myself down to my toes, she wanna know
Catch up but I can't afford to blow
So I just choose to flow, difference in when I go and what I know
Roll another set, roll another lover on a different level
Making plans to reach out for the shovel, I clutch my feelings and that's my pivot
These fucking words I say they rip, they cause a divot
Emotions conveyed might as well croak and just say ribbit
Cuz the pendulum swinging
Line between my balls I call it some division
Giving two glasses out and they still don't get da vision
And I'm still pushing these pistons
Double that I'm water whipping
We beat 'em through attrition, but these losses ain't additions
And I'm adding to my bag, they wishing for some distance
We moving rocks and fodder, call the shots cuz I'm your father
Grab my metal by the throat and if you know him, better call him
We on it
My ego taking strides like Onyx
Man be honest, this validation ain't no sense of 'curity you fraudulent
Use common sense but we prefer the dollars
You ain't fond of it, Story told by how you walked in, you got the end of it
But that don't mean you reaching towards the end of it
Yea, Yea
It's Mr. Will-I-am, I'm everything I am and more
You search for me and try to open up my lore
But all my questions stay unanswered
Dancing 'round cuz I'm the prancer, we playing wit the nanas that bust in a quiet manner
They say Do-Do-Do, I pull the holster and it spread
This gun go Shoot-Shoot-Shoot
I'm tryna run off with my dreads
And dread what I sow, she passed the P what she know
I just wanna motorboat, she wanna row the boat, It's me
Um yes, Hi hello, Pardon me how are you doing
Asking me them questions hate to break it I ain't shooting
Thinking I'm concerned with your matters, man are you stupid
Niggas like to frolic and pause it, bitch where's your movement
This the ego talking, ego threw the oop, I caught it, I tossed it, I mawked it how I got it
Chasing G's, f*ck the B's, that patek got a fucking gleam
Tied down by the fucking seams
You niggas can't f*ck with me, just like Andre imma make my 3k
Then I'll throw a fucking parade, ty a dolla to a sign, then I'll make you scream hey
Blessings passed through the day
Might need that bitch spray to get you out of my way
I'm speaking all my thoughts but you don't want my damn say
They don't want my damn say
They don't want my damn say
They don't want my damn say

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