K9 Unit

Money Clan
Stolen Valor
Red, Green, Blue, Yellow, Orange
(Money Clan)

Tick tock, slow motion
Walkie talkie told me "let the dogs in"
Crew so high (so high)

Feel like Joe Rogan
Bullet patterns dancing in your vision, rock the socks up off her
Bitch I got trajectory
Deader than I was meant to be
Pistol with no ammo
I'm Snowden, I'm Yung Vasectomy
Watching 'em light cigars
And letting the scope find 'em
I got ghillie on my shit, it's no disguise

Yeah I walk with K9s
Rifles, Glocks, and M9s
Yeah I walk with my dogs
With my people, with some soldiers
Looking down that barrel
Gun against my shoulder
But I can't see her head, only see a red dot
Yeah I walk with K9s
Rifles, Glocks, and M9s
Yeah I walk with my dogs
With my people, with some soldiers
Looking down that barrel
Gun against my shoulder
But I can't see her head, only see a red dot
(and I'mma make that shit pop)

Heard it through the grapevine
Dogs barking through the night
Try a muzzle on for size
No, I'm scared of all the silence and the darkness of my eyelids
(Aye, aye, aye, aye!)

Hope it doesn't fall upon me
Grace my presence with expulsion
Danger, grounded
North of South not plotted,
Walking in a graveyard
Maybe I don't notice

Just exactly how it goes
Whores talking on the phone
Dog treat in my pocket
Heat seek, nuke tip
Yeah I'm locked in
Funny walking, I sip two flasks with the Blues dropped in
Yeah I got the face mask on
Wonder where my bag from
Kazakhstani rockets on the low
Young soldier, come and throw your boy a bone, sit!
And don't you dare jump until I say so
Liberate zones