Reform School (Explicit)-Boldy James/Earl Sweatshirt/Da$H/Domo Genesis

Reform School (feat. Earl Sweatshirt, Da$h & Domo Genesis) - Boldy James Feat. da$h, domo genesis & earl sweatshirt [Verse 1: Boldy James] I'm a lunatic, I got 5 on it once the doobie lit We was lockin' my room door stuffin the Boosie clips Runnin' with hooligans I put in my work Wipe the slugs and guns off, with the tip of my shirt Two .23's, when we ride on our enemies And hit em up if they don't hit me up first And my army fatigued, it's still gunpowder on the sleeve Niggas get shot every day B pull down ya skirt Before I lift it up, show the whole world ya ***** And how you niggas been some *****es since birth Cause we them Sig Sauer boys hittin' em where it hurts Twistin ni**a's cap back and pop a ni**a With a squig and a squirt He dug his own grave, I'm just revealin' the dirt Got some bullets to chase a ni**a, to the end of the earth Until we meet again, I think with death ima flirt Give her that old evil grin and my devilish smirk [Hook: Domo Genesis] ***** yall niggas what yall wanna do Bumpin' my new sh*t mobbin' with the crew Stuck to the blueprint and ride with the 2 Let me know if it's a problem cause the solving we could do [Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt] Dead bullies and Red Bull is all in his stomach A couple *****es with whom relations ended abruptly Grab the mickey and the coaster and sit it Now I been sober a minute, ho tell your soul just forget it Spit it as cold as the frigid, dare me to host it and sh*t Just carry the flow to the clinic, carry the coast on my shoulders Various hoes in the whip and they blowin' smoke at the chauffeur Carry the d**e in they britches, bury a foe in the ocean I can't help it it's Tan Cressida Gram sellers, Pantera Records and bodies stuffed in the damn cellar Far from the front and my niggas was in the back Yellin' cause we came from nothing like everything that you can't tell us Speak soft soccer fan shut your camera off Ramp camp Camelot, canon *****ed, liquor shot BOP BOP, let it slosh bottom of the belly Bars locked hard hittin' like they squabbing with the celly [Hook]