Dollar Menu 2

Acid Reflux

by Mach-Hommy & Tha God Fahim

on Dollar Menu 2 (2017)

[Intro: Tha God Fahim]
Yo, check it
It's tha mothafuckin god you know I don't care about none of the rap niggas, uh
(no i don't)

[Verse: Tha God Fahim]
Yo, check it
I smell blood like a shark
It's no pretendin when I rip out your heart
Underdeveloped rap niggas get hit with poisonous darts
(buh-buh-buh-buh-buh)
Fuck a billboard chart
I'm top notch
Posted on the block with that heckler and koch
Same shit stoppin your clock
This time flies easy
Snatch a nigga out them ugly ass Yeezys
2-2-3 spin you like Chris Breezy
Lil Weezy, coughing
I'm off of the strands
Premium dark heart cookie medical man, petrol
Neck glow like ESCO
Fuck the metro (fuck that shit)
Push the lex slow
Curse the man, vexo
Erase you like expo
Marc ecco
Never go nowhere without the techno
It's never like I'm holdin out
Automatics sound like Madison Square Garden sold out
It's showtime when the first cartridges roll out

It's the dark heart art riddle pop tart marshmallow niggas end up dead at the fuckin hospital
Pops sizzle
Tops ripple
Bullets leave your soul tickled
Plat missiles
Fuck that
You ugly as a muskrat
How do i come with such raps
I'm pennin street sermons
If you ain't catching the jewels, you ain't learnin'
I leave a soul burnin'
Leave the ashes turnin'
Where maggots be squirmin'
Old faggot ass herman
(pussy)
Shots be burnin'
I'm sorry to talk about so much damage to a person
Go hand to hand come back with the serpent
Carpet style blows, Noah's hurtin'
The King of the Underground, Tha God, its that person
The rhymes be murkin'
The dimes be twerkin'
If i wasn't there, then the party was really hurtin'
(mothafucka, woo!)

[Outro: Tha God Fahim]
You know if i ain't there nigga
Im the fliest nigga that can be there and shit (you know what saying, you know hehehehe)
You know what im saying?
Its the mothafuckin god, nigga
Mach-hommy, nigga
Dollar menu, nigga
Get your fuckin food ate, nigga
You know what I'm saying?
Loch ness monster eaten all your shit, nigga
You know what I'm saying? your plate
I'mma eat- start to eat the plate now
You know what I'm saying?
You know the label on the bottom?
You know how the plate got the label on the bottom with the brand and all that, nigga?
You know what I'm sayin?
Thats like the sauce
I'm- imma eat all that, nigga
I want the glass, all that
Anything
Any crumbs, the table
Everything
Your mothafuckin food get ate
Its the mothafuckin god!

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