This is a song about "Domino s"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Clap two times if you drunk

And that´s how it has begun

Tryna find the one

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

S queezys very bold

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Bad, just like an 80's car

I don’t care where ya are