Belly of the Beast
Big dog till they put me in the dog house
No dog food fuck raw I'm a wild one
I'm a keep on going till the reaper or the cops come
I don't need no deal I can make it by without one
Bass god sip whiskey till my face off
Twisting up that pressure pop a molly ima take off
Dressed in all black woods fatter then a baseball bat
Everything foreign thick redbone bout to make it clap
Ass phat I'm a have to go n get me that
Get lost in the pussy hit a dab then I take a nap
Bitch relax I'm about to be paid
I cop a quarter of that white bitch I'm trying to get straight
Tell em run it up tell em run it up
I'm about to double down turn around n double up
I've been plotting on this money ever since I was a pup
Now the dog off the chain n he bout to fuck it up
Tell em run it up tell em run it up
I'm about to double down turn around n double up
I've been plotting on this money ever since I was a pup
Now the dog off the chain n he bout to fuck it up
I've been counting my money
I've been counting my blessing
I've been smoking exotic don't leave the house without weapons
I keep on stressing bout bitches
I think I won't get my lesson
I wanna get to the top but they get lost in the message
I take my time when I'm working
I stay inside but ain't hiding
Don't wanna die cause she worth it but I could die when she riding
Feel so alive when she twerking
Most of these bitches is tweaking
I prolly pull up on bullshit n hit the club for the weekend
No dog food fuck raw I'm a wild one
I'm a keep on going till the reaper or the cops come
I don't need no deal I can make it by without one
Bass god sip whiskey till my face off
Twisting up that pressure pop a molly ima take off
Dressed in all black woods fatter then a baseball bat
Everything foreign thick redbone bout to make it clap
Ass phat I'm a have to go n get me that
Get lost in the pussy hit a dab then I take a nap
Bitch relax I'm about to be paid
I cop a quarter of that white bitch I'm trying to get straight
Tell em run it up tell em run it up
I'm about to double down turn around n double up
I've been plotting on this money ever since I was a pup
Now the dog off the chain n he bout to fuck it up
Tell em run it up tell em run it up
I'm about to double down turn around n double up
I've been plotting on this money ever since I was a pup
Now the dog off the chain n he bout to fuck it up
I've been counting my money
I've been counting my blessing
I've been smoking exotic don't leave the house without weapons
I keep on stressing bout bitches
I think I won't get my lesson
I wanna get to the top but they get lost in the message
I take my time when I'm working
I stay inside but ain't hiding
Don't wanna die cause she worth it but I could die when she riding
Feel so alive when she twerking
Most of these bitches is tweaking
I prolly pull up on bullshit n hit the club for the weekend
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Writer(s): Zachary Rossetti
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