PIMPIN’ Dominic Fike (Ft. Slyte)

[Bridge: SLYTE]
Eyes on my zone, my sin I've sewn
My zen my home, eyes on my throne
Eyes on my zone, my sin I've sewn
My zen my home, eyes on my throne
Dinner date, you ain't know how much numbers is on my dinner plate
You ain't ride all this mileage that's on my interstate
You ain't say shit so pay me my nigga, it's okay
You ain't play me so save me some on my-

[Verse 1: Dominic Fike]
Oh, dinner date (Date)
Facin' that pussy like it's in front of me (Like it's in front of me)
Now the taste on my tongue
I'ma need a four bedroom for the bitch
Can't fuck her in the whip, got no legroom for the kid
Came through like can you make room
Might hit up every hoe, I might Twitter and phone that trick
I'm the nigga like "Can you make it two?"
I ain't sippin' on the liquor, I was chuggin' that juice
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas, y'all covered in goo
Fuck yo covenant too, fuck yo brother them too
Shut yo mothafuckin' mouth boy, 'less it got bars comin' out
LBE back, check what you 'bout, look
LBE, ask Matt what they 'bout, look