[Verse]
Huh, how I'm feeling, might have Hutch throw a trophy on me
I been winning, I got used to them goat emojis
We done rolled his ass up, I got poly on me
Funny this shit easy, all the hoes say I'm hard though
Big Triple S, step on shit like I'm Nardo
All this dog shit, I need some Mike Amiri cargos
In the coupe confused, where the fuck did half my car go?
Oh yeah, I forgot, it's a droptop
Model bitches in my DMs tryna get they WAP popped
They just dick sucking, bro, I promise they is not opps
Prolly never ball a fist again, boy, I got Glocks
Pop out with them burners, bitch, we tryna make the block hot
Paint his whip and knock the tires off, we likе a chop shop
Me and Dee tripping in Miami, finna swap thots
We'll pull up in some sporty shit but wе is not jocks
Shirt double G, sneaks Triple S
DoodleBob did the hoodie, that bitch got a scribble X
Gave yo bitch some eggplant and sent her back with pickle breath
You ain't never hit a dime, you be having nickel sex
They must think we working out, how Dog Shit Militia flex
I can teach you scams and unc' can teach you how to whip a rep
Hellkitty but I'm flying in this bitch like it's a jet
Bet not fix yo mouth to ever say I'm broke, that's incorrect
No cap, boy, that's false information
Laika type shit, got my dawgs in a spaceship
Deep in yo bitch till my balls, she can't take it
If I catch the opps, turn 'em all into patients
In the Lab cooking up, they should toss me a apron
It's a dirty-ass game, gotta ball through the flagrants
This a big yop stick, get him paused if he playing
And before I hang it up, I bet they call me the greatest
They like, "Stan, when you dropping?", I don't know, when I feel like it
Brodie got a pop and some Wock', finna Bill Nye it
How the fuck it's 2022 and you still fighting?
How the fuck it's 2022 and you still hiking?
You must got some strong-ass calf muscles
Same hoes I'm hitting now laughed when I had nothing
Feel like Paul Revere, told the gang that the bag coming
Brodie popping out with ARP, tryna tag something
Walking into Somerset, you know I'm finna bag something
Mike Amiris or some Ksubis if you see me sag something
It was probably fast as hell if you seen me crash something
Turtle Pie or Gary Payton when the gang ash something
Talking all that dog shit? I'm tryna see you flash something
Catch him in the night, I'll blicky with the flash something
I ain't got no credit, bitch, I'm on this life to cash something
This a blicky with the switchy, catch the opps, we MAG dumping
Bitch, I'm probably catching jacks, unky said the trap jumping
It ain't shit free in life, boy, you better stack something
It's a Gen5 Glocky if I ever blast something
You ain't gotta ask what I'm doing, boy, my ass thumbing
Bitch, yeah
Dog Shit Militia, huh, yeah
Huh, hold on, I ain't done yet, bitch, I'm still going
Unky say his liver fucked up but he still pouring
You ain't gotta ask what's on my mind, it's a mill' on it
Think he got the juice on his block? Get him spilled on it
You the type to take the cheap pint 'cause it's a seal on it
Hit the opp block, they thinking that the Navy SEALs on it
Figure eight send the kitty 'Cat, might melt the wheels on it
Think my mama should've named me "Billy", I'm for real goated
To be honest I ain't shit talking, I'm a real poet
[Outro]
Ha-ha, yeah
Alright, now I'm done
Dog Shit Militia, fuck is they talking 'bout?
Yeah