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Juice WRLD - Dome lyrics

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Dome by Juice WRLD


Intro]
Her body on the narcotic
Her body, narcotic
[Chorus]
b**ch, I’m hard body on the narcotic, yeah, yeah
12 gauge shotty, got a big body, yeah, yeah
f**k with nobody, f**k with nobody, yeah, yeah
Perc in my body, I can’t help but scratch in here
Your lil’ shorty, yeah, givin’ dome, yeah (Yeah)
Knock it out the park and send her home, yeah (Yeah)
Now I’m sittin’ here high and alone (Yeah)
Head full of heartbreak songs
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I wanna f**k that b**ch, but I got a main
She a sl*t, that b**ch, she’ll go insane
b**ch I’m already insane, bullet hole in your brain
One to the mouth, no Novocain (Ah)
Money coming in, can’t wait to count it
Count it myself ’cause I do not trust an accountant
I really love the way that she bounce it
Wetter than a god damn fountain
Brand new Uzi, can’t wait to shoot it
That b**ch snoopy, her nigga a goofy
My jeans Amiri, maybe even Ksubi
Nigga, you gon’ hear me, especially when I’m shooting
[Chorus]
b**ch, I’m hard body on the narcotic, yeah, yeah
12 gauge shotty, got a big body, yeah, yeah
f**k with nobody, f**k with nobody, yeah, yeah
Perc in my body, I can’t help but scratch in here
Your lil’ shorty, yeah, givin’ dome, yeah (Yeah)
Knock it out the park and send her home, yeah (Yeah)
Now I’m sittin’ here high and alone (Yeah)
Head full of heartbreak songs
[Verse 2]
Young rich nigga, this sh*t gettin’ critical
It’s to the maximum you niggas minimum
She eat my dick like it’s breakfast, no cereal
I’m smokin’ loud, nigga, I am not hearin’ you
Try me again, this sh*t gettin’ critical
Go back to school just to sh*t on the principal
Make a pussy nigga bleed, no menstrual
My girl turned me to a nympho
My b**ch’ll take your b**ch then play your b**ch, Nintendo
I’m finna stop smokin’ weed, all this fake indo
I’m ’bout to pop on a Perc, go bezerk, I’m a jerk, a**hole
Uh, with some cash flow, uh, what you mad fo’?
Brand new choppa shoot a movie, no cinema
I f**k yo’ b**ch even though I ain’t into her
I speak in puzzles, she call me a riddler
Just like a batch [?] you ain’t gettin’ her
Just like a sore throat, I’m gettin’ sick of her
I’ma give her back to you, go and pick her up
Put my dick up in her mouth and you kissin’ her
I did the same sh*t with her sister
[Chorus]
b**ch, I’m hard body on the narcotic, yeah, yeah
12 gauge shotty, got a big body, yeah, yeah
f**k with nobody, f**k with nobody, yeah, yeah
Perc in my body, I can’t help but scratch in here
Your lil’ shorty, yeah, givin’ dome, yeah (Yeah)
Knock it out the park and send her home, yeah (Yeah)
Now I’m sittin’ here high and alone (Yeah)
Head full of heartbreak songs



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