9 to Ya Dome

9 to your dome, hoe
Now you gone hope
Nigga cause you dont know
But you gon' find out
Walking with my nine out
I shoot his spine out
Roll up a blunt, now I’m flying out
Nine to your dome nigga, give me what you own nigga
I ain’t playin with you, whip your head with the chrome nigga
Came with a team, but I left him with his own niggas
Signing rappers, so I guess that I’m a grown nigga
Im gunning rappers, so I guess that I’m a murderer
Blood on my pants, I got blood on my Jordans, bruh
Nine to your dome, send that nigga running home, cuh
This ain’t what they want, whip, whip 'em with the chrome
Dip, dip yes I’m gon' sip, sip I’m on Patron
Take his girl to my home, and thats where she give me dome
Uh I’m disgusted, this weed very musty
Nine to his head, cause I don’t trust him
BRAP