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ls-dom - whisper in the wind lyrics

[verse 1: supershy]
walkin’ on the clouds, blowin’ on some loud
you think you cool as me?
sorry that foolery
digest some shrooms and have lucid dream
spittin’ flows with ls-d,dropping tablets of lsd
f-ckin b-tches with pizza steve, roll a blunt top it off with kief
blueberry so f-ckin sweet, yo b-tch tryna freak
so supershy hop on and beat, make her pay like she askin’ for a feature
all night, i’m in the lime light cause i rhyme tight and you know that the truth
melting the mic when i step in the booth, blacking out when i kick back with the crew
i’m smoking swishers i’m nasty, know how to make your b-tch happy
now she calling me daddy, she love when i get all grabby
she looking like aunt g, nugs looking like gus
packs in the belly bag, come box the ug rv with us
you better hold on, you’re in for a ride
doing lines, with a giant tiger that flys, im just high

[verse 2: ls-dom]
plotting a scheme while i’m stackin’ these chips
b-tch ain’t giving me lip, unless she giving me lip to my d-ck
i’m f-ckin’ sick, the f-ck you think?
honestly i should be quarantined
they all got eyes & act like they can’t see
it got me stumped, like what the f-ck
where the brew at? i wanna get more drunk
lets get f-cked up & have some fun
beer pong again got a laser touch
you have no chance cuz i got good stuff
waiting on your bread like a sitting duck
that’s if you bet, you probably won’t
walk in the function i’m smelling like dope
all these bad b-tches be checking me out
if only they knew bout the d-ck in my pants
they’d fall in love at first glance
b-tch that’s confidence, not c-ckiness
in the future i’ll own a few cottages
maybe turn into a novelist
i am at third level consciousness
lsd on a rocket ship, lsd got me talkative
spark the tnt, now i’m bombing shit, b-tch
i needa stop living comfortable
i needa take a step outta my comfort zone
i needa take control of my life
before it flys before my eyes
ring on my pinky like vintage p. diddy
she diggin’ my swagger she wanna come with me
she got a nice -ss and some perky small titties
champagne in my gl-ss & i will not stop drinking
until i black out
waking up injured i don’t know what happened
the turn up is real when you live like a captain
i really ain’t trappin’ i’m really just rappin
and doin it better than most of your favorites
hard to imagine i ain’t getting paid for it
but i’m aware of the challenge i’ve taken on
make a turkey sandwich, put bacon on it
then make a b-tch make a bacon omelet
searching for the pepper cuz this hoe is salty
heard a whisper in the wind it was jeff hardy
he said “dom, yo man these thots gnarly”
that’s why i surf around em’ like my pops taught me
as-salamu alayk-m to the muslim party
i ain’t no mohammed but i’m something godly
the good can die young & they can live longly
so i ain’t scared of death, yeah my mood is jolly

- ls dom lyrics

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