9 to Ya Dome - Yung Simmie

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