Extinguisher Lyrics - Singles - Mellowhigh

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] 

I'm attacking your captain, Battle raps 

Shitting, clogging and calling your plumber 

How these old ass niggas newcomers? 

I'm coming sunny mcsummer 

Nose runny, gunning like hunters 

While tune and [??] 

Fuckboys listening to gangsta records 

Now they flex like Bedford 

Knowing that I take they wives, Stepford 

I'm all about the extras, nigga read all about it 

Extra tits, excessive spliffs, clouded, surrounded never grounded 

Higher than my curb palace 

Wondering lands of lakes with alice 

My point is valid when my character is challenged 

Looking malice in the face like "bitch you owe me a favor" 

Turn my head to karma, fuck it I'll deal with you later 

I'm the exterminator, my eyes low and red like the terminator 

Arnold Schwarzenegger perpetrator 

Pepper spraying the furthest hater 

Nigga my service awaits ya, wake up and smell the percolator 

I'm smoking and blowing gators 

[Verse 2: Domo Genesis] 

Fuck the whole world, I fuck a niggas bitch 

I fuck the rap game with my fist til' I get sick of this 

Spittin' sick, ripping through visions of written syphilis 

He slit his wrist to ink all these verses, blood in my penmanship 

Hit or miss, bitch I'm batting like I'm on PED's 

Niggas want to switch they words like baby boy on BET 

Young niggas still cruising we're moving like he's Eazy- E 

Easy spitting ether watchem' freak and leak like Petey-P 

Fuck everybody, no love for human ecology 

I bomb like I'm Islamic for all the shit you ain't promise me 

Fuck is competition? Nobody poppin' as hot as me 

I'm running shit, several miles ahead and still ain't stopped to breathe 

I don't need no help, my bitches tell me by myself 

Fuck with my niggas from OF, don't feel nobody else 

Still perfecting my rhymes, you niggas chilling on the shelf 

Watching my steps, you like my kid I'll hit you with a belt 

[Verse 3: Hodgy Beats and Domo Genesis] 

I got it covered I'm ontop of that (ontop of that) 

They pop and live I'm stopping that 

Fuck ya' little raps nigga Hip hop is back 

Popping straps, stocking caps 

Buy some crack 

Can't forget we smoking weed (Bitch a lot of that) 

Remember that you're fucking with the wolf gang 

The louder pack 

Remember that my niggas gotta eat 

We browse your house in fact 

In fact we'll take your spouse and nap with her 

Then we'll bounce her back, nigga