Just the Dome

I don't want the pussy, I just want the dome

Stop calling, sending texts that's long (Stop calling my phone)

Bitch, you gon' end up in a song (I'ma do you wrong)

Just drop it and pull up in a thong

Stop asking me, "What the fuck is wrong?"

You finna end up in a song (Do you wrong)

Stop calling, sending texts so long (On my phone)

Finna give you this pipe 'cause I'm on

Ain't tryna make love, I'm just tryna make money (Yeah)

And she used to fuckin' with them fake dummies (Swerve)

And I moved up, tell her it's too late, honey (Levels)

Back then, you should've been fucked with me (Come on now)

But you was cattin' off, girlfriend (Meow)

I wasn't even lookin' for a girlfriend (Nah)

First thing that you said, you had a boyfriend (And?)

I wasn't even lookin' for relationships

I'm just a young ****, out here chasin' chips, chips (Movin')

You look like a product that I could pitch

I could turn you to a model with a camera click

I'm eatin' caviar, you eatin' sandwiches (Hey, that's bologna)

Hey, and game recognize game (Main, Main)

And fast cars switch lanes

Just met her and I'm down to my Supreme Hanes

I don't want the pussy, just some brains

I don't want the pussy, I just want the dome

Stop calling, sending texts that's long (On my phone)

Bitch, you gon' end up in a song (I'ma do you wrong)

Just drop it and pull up in a thong (Bitch, come on)

Stop asking me, "What the fuck is wrong?"

You finna end up in a song (I'ma do you wrong)

Stop calling, sending texts so long (All up on my phone)

Finna give you this pipe 'cause I'm on

I ain't tryna disrespect you, bitch

'Cause it ain't like that

But when I told you what it is, you ain't like that

So what, I tell you, "You my bitch, but not like that"

I guess until you sick of my shit, or I stop callin' back

You gon' have to deal with it

Come and help me whip it up, we cookin' meal tickets

If it's a chance to come up, then we will risk it

The moves I make while being black are real risky

But I make that skrill' frisbee

I'm on some, baggin' up dubs

You on some fallin' in love

You tryna shop at the mall

I'm tryna shop with the plug

You really text me your feelings

While I'm high as the ceiling

I smoked an ounce of some Kimber

I am fucking chillin'

I'm immune to the nonsense

I got ideas to process

I'm on my progress

No, you can't stop this

I move on some mob shit

Gettin' money, the object

I done shot plenty hood videos up in these projects (Really do it)

I don't want the pussy, I just want the dome

Stop calling, sending texts that's long (On my phone)

Bitch, you gon' end up in a song (I'ma do you wrong)

Just drop it and pull up in a thong (Bitch, come on)

Stop asking me, "What the fuck is wrong?"

You finna end up in a song (Do you wrong)

Stop calling, sending texts so long (All up on my phone)

Finna give you this pipe 'cause I'm on

Sean Jordan