DAWG (outro)
Hard as a bitch I'm a dog
Smokin I'm chilling I'm high as god
Taking a hit while I'm fucking a broad
Taking a pic with I'm still in the yard
Shoutout my boys shoutout my squad
Pass in rotation you look like a fraud
Snake in the grass yeah you hiding facade
Snake in yo ass yeah my bullets go hard
Telling the truth pussy applaud
Feeling on my waist and the bitch is in aww
Got a new glock and she feel the acog
Bullets go thru hit like a-rod
J lo my bitch I listen iPod
Hit from back while Grab me a switch
Yeah I'm Doing these hits I'm lebron
All NBA yeah you weak as a bitch and you know that i pick up the point like a guard
Mr graveyard
Ice on my neck and my wrist while I'm making these hits and I think you missing a star
Damn
Think that you missing a star
Feel like a king
Doing these numbers and you try to push disregard
You try push hella hard
You try to push like you putting me down but I'm putting you back like you hitting these Bars
While I'm spitting these bars, damn
All on my own shit
I'm doing it all on my own shit
All on my own shit
All on my own
Tired of flexing so I just be messing
Making them stacks stay in silent a gnome
Fuck all the tricks that making a bitch turn to toxic when I just be trying to get me some Dome
Ask all these questions when you should just listen and stop all snitching you finna get Shown
Stick with extension a Taurus a Glock yeah I got all these mops make it physically known
Bitch is clone
Take all these dicks while I'm chilling I'm making an album the mode
Shoutout dirty he living in texas or Georgia my shooter he keep on the low
Fuck it I miss him on bro
Fuck it I'm stacking this bread yeah I'm getting ahead yeah you know that I'm counting My doe
Yeah while I'm counting my hoes
I'm sitting on throwns
I'm running the shows
I'm running the show
Catch 'em they lacking I'm snapping my fingers they turning to dust like infinity stones
Catching 'em lacking I'm spraying em down
Gave it up now I ball like opportunity
Im making all these hits it's for community
All you bitches used to me
I am not leaving top this world rocking jewelry
Hit after hit yeah it's new to me
I go stupid got immunity
I go stupid like its new to me
Two for the two ride with ya bitch and I die with the shit I come thru
You and yo crew die with the stick
Cuz I ride with the shits and you know I'm gone shoot
Yeah you with the food supply for the jits
Surviving this shit ain't nobody going lose true
Yeah
Smokin I'm chilling I'm high as god
Taking a hit while I'm fucking a broad
Taking a pic with I'm still in the yard
Shoutout my boys shoutout my squad
Pass in rotation you look like a fraud
Snake in the grass yeah you hiding facade
Snake in yo ass yeah my bullets go hard
Telling the truth pussy applaud
Feeling on my waist and the bitch is in aww
Got a new glock and she feel the acog
Bullets go thru hit like a-rod
J lo my bitch I listen iPod
Hit from back while Grab me a switch
Yeah I'm Doing these hits I'm lebron
All NBA yeah you weak as a bitch and you know that i pick up the point like a guard
Mr graveyard
Ice on my neck and my wrist while I'm making these hits and I think you missing a star
Damn
Think that you missing a star
Feel like a king
Doing these numbers and you try to push disregard
You try push hella hard
You try to push like you putting me down but I'm putting you back like you hitting these Bars
While I'm spitting these bars, damn
All on my own shit
I'm doing it all on my own shit
All on my own shit
All on my own
Tired of flexing so I just be messing
Making them stacks stay in silent a gnome
Fuck all the tricks that making a bitch turn to toxic when I just be trying to get me some Dome
Ask all these questions when you should just listen and stop all snitching you finna get Shown
Stick with extension a Taurus a Glock yeah I got all these mops make it physically known
Bitch is clone
Take all these dicks while I'm chilling I'm making an album the mode
Shoutout dirty he living in texas or Georgia my shooter he keep on the low
Fuck it I miss him on bro
Fuck it I'm stacking this bread yeah I'm getting ahead yeah you know that I'm counting My doe
Yeah while I'm counting my hoes
I'm sitting on throwns
I'm running the shows
I'm running the show
Catch 'em they lacking I'm snapping my fingers they turning to dust like infinity stones
Catching 'em lacking I'm spraying em down
Gave it up now I ball like opportunity
Im making all these hits it's for community
All you bitches used to me
I am not leaving top this world rocking jewelry
Hit after hit yeah it's new to me
I go stupid got immunity
I go stupid like its new to me
Two for the two ride with ya bitch and I die with the shit I come thru
You and yo crew die with the stick
Cuz I ride with the shits and you know I'm gone shoot
Yeah you with the food supply for the jits
Surviving this shit ain't nobody going lose true
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Bautista
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