[Hook: LS-Dom] It's the ambiance so special, I would say it is electric I might shock you call the medics, this mess is, hectic (x2) [Verse: LS-Dom] Why the f** u actin moody, like u bleeding out your p**y I'm turn this to movie, groupie, hoochies This is new u never knew me I'm the greatest time to prove it everyday I'm bout my music, stupid, noobies Snort c**aine followed up by a pale ale All this talk about triple six I had to give em hell You acting like an old lady, stop being frail I got more bars than San Diego use ya f**in head [Verse: LS-Dom] I can smell martial law right around the corner I got stories, I got tales like we flipped a quarter Taco bell always messin up my f**in order & these the same ppl that think they should make 15 an hour I had to chuckle cuz that sh** is just laughable Send off shots like we playing wit a catapult I k**ed the twat because I'm evil it was sacrificial Live in the late night like that was LS-Dom on Jimmy Kimmel [Verse: Travis Karter] Talk alot, but you never see me get the message f** a couch I'll never ever lose my star position Never catch me creep around with no damn strippers I bring the two 20's up just to match my vision I got the midas touch, regardless Karter's in these women I tend to lose it tryna justify the way I'm sinnin It's just a game, why you throwin tantrums like some children I'm just chillin when I play cuz I know that I am winnin I'm just juggin I'm alive why you just livin Just give me time catch me boy I'ma make some millions Making millions, making billions, maybe making trillions Try to play against me? that's a bad decision