Dom McLennon - Majestic lyrics

[Produced by A$AP TY Beats & ILLA] [Intro: Cazzie Jetson] Swag swag on this sh**, nah I'm talking swag swag, she be like, man why you always be saying swag swag on your sh**, I say you can fly a kite and swag on this dick A$AP, BLKHANDS [Verse 1: Cazzie Jetson] Guess I got no chill switch When I go in im Christian Cuz I'm going for the k** switch I'll sh** I spit when I k** it no vaccine Yo chick act like she living single like Maxine You a fat back I'm a flat screen And that's just how I an*lyze it Rare sh** as my apparel you will never find it She gave you a hard time you Said never mind it And that's why she is not around You so absent minded Living like I got no expiration date Even if did ill probably never see my final fate.- If I cave and k** a man for showin me his kind of hate The system will digest me and I'll never see the light of day f** that Go in and don't run back b**h I'm from the city where you'll never see the sun at Kid gets kidnapped while they napping just cuz you spit gun raps So if tryna son n***as you won't get your son back That's illadel Sodom and Gomorrah just before the cities fell I'm tryna be in sunny weather Chilling in The Citadel You addicted to the n***a life and you accept it That's the reason why when Cazzie Near yo gf she look so majestic [Hook: Cazzie Jetson] Shawty Cleopatra I'mma put her on the checklist Everytime I'm near your girlfriend she look so majestic Everytime I'm rep my city it look so majestic She don't want no peasants why you still don't get the message [Verse 2: Dominic Serendip] Take a hit of that spliff Mollys dripping, she tripped Blow the dro and then blow below before you comatose on this dick Early morning, we sipping Cuz I ain't trying to mourn regrets morning sickness I repress morning, block the sun with an overcast of this piff, Man We can't spell sober Wine calling my name like we are playing red rover She licking and candy flipping like it's the end of October Lost in mind, imagining sh**, like we living in fosters Home of the friends, No going home when I'm filling my cup I'm filling her up once im done with this rum, The green is the blueprint for us to lay pipe I love kitty better when I feel like kites High dikes, I dick them all down Shut up b**h! I'm sick of your sound Unless it's something to do about loud, Be cautious I won't say I'm fly but the look in her eye is telling me her dude want to swat this Big apple boy whose is rotten, loves b**hes with apple bottoms Bottoms up is what I tell them, Sometimes im too hard to swallow Ease her down and then go pop them Take these, we blast off Apollo, I'm gone BOOM! [Hook] [Verse 3: Dom McLennon] Rollin with my conglomerate Head shots at your consciousness A vest will never save you, no threats I'm only handing out promises Bar for bar I'll go par for par when I'm working with my accomplices Taking shots while y'all shocked as if I gave two sh**s 'bout accomplishments Of these new n***as or these old n***as, my boys counting up old figures One call on this iPhone they at your front door bumpin some old Jigga Sweat out colds in the studio, never taking days off Y'all n***as are fraudulent living a ponsey scheme like a Madoff I'm watching Dexter's Lab, feeling like James Dean Black hands purp v ASF you ain't messin with these fckin teams Life's a dream and I'm like Cobb Totem You hand me any beat I guarantee that I'll control em Manipulate, break it down and roll these beats, i'll smoke em Expectations or limitations I'm sure That i broke em The mind of a menace and soul of a genius creating a world of their own Living noble and mischievous stealing the crown whole you're all busy watching the throne