Dogs
Ay
The dogs is out (ay, woof)
What's good Abhi
What's poppin' on this bitch
All my friends are dogs (dogs, dogs)
All my friends are dogs (woof woof woof)
Picture twenty-somethings in a room of dumb consumption
Drunk and hungry, dunking balls in cups
And dumping fucking feelings
Onto someone that they ain't ever met before
Moving past the function in the yard
A lump some dunking blunts in something sus'
They sunk in couch, and passing hits and swapping spit
With kids that they ain't ever met before (damn)
Ay
Been there done that
Been where fun at
Friends said "Where you at though bitch?
"Been made comeback, ay"
Ooh, been there done that
Been there done that, ooh
Agent asked me "Where's that club rap shit?"
"Been there done that shit"
WTF don't you WYD me
Ask me one more time
Turn this shit into WWE
You know
All my friends are dogs
All my friends are filthy, ay
I can't come outside
I'm out in that milky way
Bitch get out the way
I ain't tryna catch no feelings
I'm attached to feeling nothing
What more can I say?
I am always playing fucking DD
When bitches fight I'm bringing out the popcorn
Beat up vehicle only takes the CDs
Don't you ask me for the fucking aux cord
Throw up here? I throw you out
And have you walk your ass back to momma's house
You can ZZ off
Hope you fuck somebody with a mad disease and then your pee-pee soft
And your bitch is ugly
She going out like every night
She got a serious problem, you should talk about it
Walk around, just sober for a change, you could start without it
All these groupie hoes and jealous ex connections
I have I axed 'em without hesitation
If I have a beer I'ma stay a minute
S'why I need to be in isolation, you feel me?
Why is you pulling on my heartstrings
You playing me like guitar strings
I oughta leave 'fore you fuck me up
Telling me to believe in us
103, on your knees
Follow me, I'ma lift you up
I got my hands on your, ay
I just pulled up on a whip that's fully loaded
5 deep with the gold teeth
Windows open blowing crash locomotive
In the winter where you'll find me
Shoulders so cold, 44 below
Told 'em freeze but they never froze
If I see 'em reaching I'ma let it go
Had to let 'em know, had to let 'em know
I just pulled up with the old Toyota
With the windows down and got the sunroof
Pressing buttons like the Motorola
When you hit me up, I'm down to come through
You could come and kick it like it's Kung Fu
Saying fuck conclusions that you jump to
All, All your hype is feeling overrated
All your heights are over-elevated
Like, ay
Been there done that
Been where fun at
Friends said "Where you at though bitch?
"Been made comeback, ay"
Ooh, been there done that
Been there done that, ooh
Agent asked me "Where's that club rap shit?"
"Been there done that shit"
Chug, chug, chug, chug
Chug, chug, chug, chug
Chug, chug, chug, chug
Chug, chug
To the left to the right
A bunch of a dogs
(Two step, two step)
A bunch of a dogs
(Three step, three step)
The dogs is out (ay, woof)
What's good Abhi
What's poppin' on this bitch
All my friends are dogs (dogs, dogs)
All my friends are dogs (woof woof woof)
Picture twenty-somethings in a room of dumb consumption
Drunk and hungry, dunking balls in cups
And dumping fucking feelings
Onto someone that they ain't ever met before
Moving past the function in the yard
A lump some dunking blunts in something sus'
They sunk in couch, and passing hits and swapping spit
With kids that they ain't ever met before (damn)
Ay
Been there done that
Been where fun at
Friends said "Where you at though bitch?
"Been made comeback, ay"
Ooh, been there done that
Been there done that, ooh
Agent asked me "Where's that club rap shit?"
"Been there done that shit"
WTF don't you WYD me
Ask me one more time
Turn this shit into WWE
You know
All my friends are dogs
All my friends are filthy, ay
I can't come outside
I'm out in that milky way
Bitch get out the way
I ain't tryna catch no feelings
I'm attached to feeling nothing
What more can I say?
I am always playing fucking DD
When bitches fight I'm bringing out the popcorn
Beat up vehicle only takes the CDs
Don't you ask me for the fucking aux cord
Throw up here? I throw you out
And have you walk your ass back to momma's house
You can ZZ off
Hope you fuck somebody with a mad disease and then your pee-pee soft
And your bitch is ugly
She going out like every night
She got a serious problem, you should talk about it
Walk around, just sober for a change, you could start without it
All these groupie hoes and jealous ex connections
I have I axed 'em without hesitation
If I have a beer I'ma stay a minute
S'why I need to be in isolation, you feel me?
Why is you pulling on my heartstrings
You playing me like guitar strings
I oughta leave 'fore you fuck me up
Telling me to believe in us
103, on your knees
Follow me, I'ma lift you up
I got my hands on your, ay
I just pulled up on a whip that's fully loaded
5 deep with the gold teeth
Windows open blowing crash locomotive
In the winter where you'll find me
Shoulders so cold, 44 below
Told 'em freeze but they never froze
If I see 'em reaching I'ma let it go
Had to let 'em know, had to let 'em know
I just pulled up with the old Toyota
With the windows down and got the sunroof
Pressing buttons like the Motorola
When you hit me up, I'm down to come through
You could come and kick it like it's Kung Fu
Saying fuck conclusions that you jump to
All, All your hype is feeling overrated
All your heights are over-elevated
Like, ay
Been there done that
Been where fun at
Friends said "Where you at though bitch?
"Been made comeback, ay"
Ooh, been there done that
Been there done that, ooh
Agent asked me "Where's that club rap shit?"
"Been there done that shit"
Chug, chug, chug, chug
Chug, chug, chug, chug
Chug, chug, chug, chug
Chug, chug
To the left to the right
A bunch of a dogs
(Two step, two step)
A bunch of a dogs
(Three step, three step)
Credits
Writer(s): Abhi Sridharan Vaidehi
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