Rap Like Dom

[Verse 1]
Shouts out to the homie Maki (Maki!)
Shouts out to the homie 'Veen (Neveen!)
Shouts out to my nigga Miles, LA bout to be a thing
I'm goin in a track suit since TDE been runnin things
And I'm takin me a lap too around Hollywood just to make a scene
Cos a nigga got Odes for days for the Golden State
Got Odes, nigga
Shouts out to the West Coast
I've been tryna make moves from the get-go
'04, never knew shit about a six-four
Fast forward, I can switch flows like a Dayton
2-0-fifteen, I'mma need Geico
Let's go to the Bay, get a payroll
April everyday, no rain though
Back it up and dump it, had the short rips and the denim
Baby, my heart in Chicago but you givin me dilemmas
On the CTA in ball-top beanie, skinny jeans
Niggas had the Spidey sense and, oh my god, the venom
Blame it on that Napa wine, blame it on the influence
I'm Ye Omari Westside, summertime Christmas
Seasoned niggas know exactly what's happenin, got an anthem
I was practicin my ass off
Then I started listenin to Dom

[Pre-Hook]
And we poppin that bubbly
Cause we was out here hustlin
And she frontin like "nigga, when you cuffin me?"
But she can kick a tumbleweed
Cause she can't be in love with me

[Hook]
But now I'm screamin out:
Thank-thank-thank you Cali, thank you Cali
Thank you K-Dot, thank you Suzy
Thank you Nip, thank you Forty
Thank you all them niggas with a song about that scrapin, mackin, smokin
Sippin liquor up out that window, with they city up on they faces
Cos they never had to question whether Cali was the greatest place alive
And it's really just that simple if you try
If you ridin, just that simple
To rap like Dom, rap like Dom, nigga
Really don't take that much
To rap like Dom, rap like Dom

[Verse 2]
And I'm thinkin on my city
Cause this shit's expensive and niggas don't see race
And that shit's annoying
Like, just cause you stupid don't tell me what I ain't
No I get it:
The only reason that was possible is cause you kicked the niggas out the way
And now the visible invisible
Say, it's kinda funny how we talkin on eviction notices
And y'all don't notice shit unless it's on an iPhone application
Actually, you white
And suck a fat black dick (anyway)
Meetus smokin Cali kush, he grew up on the best
And you can catch him in the O, legs crossin like an X
Meditatin futures nigga, higher than a palm
He got five on a leaf, puffin fall from the chest
RIP The Jacka, rest in peace to Mac Dre
Knowin that's that Cali pride, still relevant to day
I be wearin OPM shirts just to make a statement
Cause it's self-explanatory:
Show the colors of your people like Dom

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]