[Verse 1: G.T.]
My mind on my money, all that broke shit contagious
I just want a plug, that don't even speak my language
N***as always talking 'bout that money they be making
Seen a half brick of dog, it look just like a payment
I ain't rob nobody, this shit coming off the hustle
[?] I ain't gotta flex muscle
All black [?]
Just make sure if you got the rock, don't fumble
I'm good on 41, all the way to the Myles
Work still coming in, same color as a towl
Think about [?] I ain't been there in a while
Nw state, fresh face, I'm tryna snatch a hundred thou
I ain't got no time to play, riding everyday
Like my bitch just called, you got a baby on the way
I keep [?] in the city, [?] interstate
[?] 20 [?] medison [?]
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
[?] sweater with the dog on it
800 grams like that dog food talking to you
Keep playing games, have my young dog bump into you
If you see me on that dog, it's like I never knew you
I'm a dog on that road, dog in that trap
I'm a dog with these hoes, fuck and give them back
Big 45, like a dog on my lap
You ain't a dog, if you ain't lost it all and got it back
[Verse 2: Peezy]
Everybody saying chill, P, know your worth
But I'ma chill with my n***as, 'cause I've known them first
I ain't graduate from school, but I know that work
It ain't no rules, n***a, if you scared, go to church
Show the whole city love, the streets and the burbs
Do it from the heart, don't ask for shit in return
You gave that ho your heart, and ain't get shit in return
Even sugar look like salt, when will these n***as learn?
I've been 100 since the hallways
Brodie came up overnight, n***a, not all day
Your n***a stuck between a rock and a hard place
Bought the rockstars, I couldn't fit the Ballmains
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
[?] sweater with the dog on it
800 grams like that dog food talking to you
Keep playing games, have my young dog bump into you
If you see me on that dog, it's like I never knew you
I'm a dog on that road, dog in that trap
I'm a dog with these hoes, fuck and give them back
Big 45, like a dog on my lap
You ain't a dog, if you ain't lost it all and got it back
[Verse 3: Kook the Kashcow]
I'm like mo, n***a, mo, n***a, mo n***as
I'd rather be a dead than a poor n***a
Not about a ho, but the dough, almighty dollar
Ll for the love of the bros [?] hollos
[?] coming in, [?]
[?] lights [?] good [?]
Same bitch who wouldn't fuck with you, wasn't [?]
Same ass bitch wouldn't swallow, said it tastes sweet
Ife's a bitch, better get your money out her
My thoughts as I'm loading this cheese in my money counter
Dog got a n***a doing numbers, dog'll whip some
Dodging dog hoes on dog block, with the clips [?]
[Chorus: Babyface Ray]
[?] sweater with the dog on it
800 grams like that dog food talking to you
Keep playing games, have my young dog bump into you
If you see me on that dog, it's like I never knew you
I'm a dog on that road, dog in that trap
I'm a dog with these hoes, fuck and give them back
Big 45, like a dog on my lap
You ain't a dog, if you ain't lost it all and got it back
[Verse 4: Moxyanno]
Shoot the dog back [?] call that rough lips
60 bands, that's a 600 gram dog flip
Me and Peezy so iced out, club dark, chains brought the light out
Iggas squaring up, tryna [?] that pipe out
Give it up, you sell dope, and you still broke
[?] 20 thou, we [?] that shit still [?]
Last night, we at the white house, [?] first igga [?]
[?] with the Cuban on, FNN, no Christian Lube kicks
[?] bitch
I'm [?] kingpin
If I say shoot your shit up, they shoot it up [?]
[?] my dick sucked, big Roley on, big cub on
Same [?] on Instagram, in the club, I got them jewls on
Bitch