[Intro]
Look
[Chorus]
I'm a motherfucking dog, yeah, I'm straight out the kennel
Tell all the bad bitches I'm too rich for a Finsta
His nigga deaf, well put 'em on, on songs he claim he a killer
Got the industry runnin' wit' 'em, guess they think that he realer
[Verse 1]
Ain't tryna say that I'm too real, but what they fuck wit' I ain't into
Widebody scarin' rapper, bitch I'm diving in too
Pussy nigga runnin' wit' that touch and he get killed too
Swervin', mugged, at that door out they know hollows, they get ditched too
They fuckin' on his baby momma, dog ass nigga, huh?
Apprehended wit' dirty choppas, so he caught up wit' the system now
On the phonе, I chop it up wit' Stunna, that's my motherfuckin' thug
Nigga fucked up, talkin' 'bout a bitch, say she wanna drink his blood
This nigga luckеd up, I was tryna leave him dead outside the club
Inside your car filled up wit' slugs be the result of showin' love
Keep a extension cord, I rob the bitch, don't need no plug wit' a outlet
She who drove, when he shot that choppa at that boy, shawty 'bout that
Sell a verse like fish scale, Cartier, her whole left, all that
Scary ass trip, I take his ballcap
I'm a rich ass nigga, hell yeah
Took off on 'em, did that
He apply so much pressure that make all these nigga fall back
Look
[Chorus]
I'm a motherfucking dog, yeah, I'm straight out the kennel
Tell all the bad bitches I'm too rich for a Finsta
His nigga deaf, well put 'em on, on songs he claim he a killer
Got the industry runnin' wit' 'em, guess they think that he realer
[Verse 1]
Ain't tryna say that I'm too real, but what they fuck wit' I ain't into
Widebody scarin' rapper, bitch I'm diving in too
Pussy nigga runnin' wit' that touch and he get killed too
Swervin', mugged, at that door out they know hollows, they get ditched too
They fuckin' on his baby momma, dog ass nigga, huh?
Apprehended wit' dirty choppas, so he caught up wit' the system now
On the phonе, I chop it up wit' Stunna, that's my motherfuckin' thug
Nigga fucked up, talkin' 'bout a bitch, say she wanna drink his blood
This nigga luckеd up, I was tryna leave him dead outside the club
Inside your car filled up wit' slugs be the result of showin' love
Keep a extension cord, I rob the bitch, don't need no plug wit' a outlet
She who drove, when he shot that choppa at that boy, shawty 'bout that
Sell a verse like fish scale, Cartier, her whole left, all that
Scary ass trip, I take his ballcap
I'm a rich ass nigga, hell yeah
Took off on 'em, did that
He apply so much pressure that make all these nigga fall back
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