Imma Dogg Lyrics

4nem gone pull up quick

Clean the scene with mops and sticks

And naw we ain't worried bout the opposites

Trying chase me a bag like

A laundry mate

Get over the stove till

I lock my wrist

Just for popping at the lips

We come pop ya quick

I Love me a freak

That do lots of tricks

Looking for the feins that need em a fix

4nem spin and bend

Till they find them a Vic

Don't think shit cool like a bottle of Vicks

Cause we make mamas cry

And homies sick

Go Get on the book to cry and vent

We sit on lows all day

Like we camped in tents

And that xanxs or percs

that's fint

I stay with some glass won't miss

When come to this punch shit

They call me a wizard

Yo block get spinned

Like it's hit with a blizzard

I ain't gone stop till I get me some figures

I pop out side on the block

Bitch I'm high off the jiggas

You know when we ride

Bitch we be riden with switches

ARPS AND drakes stuffed with 60s

All the glizzys stuffed up with 50s

All my dogs vicious

She gotta go

If she don't lick

Niggas get mad

When you chase a bag

and ain't trying to kick

If we into it

I ain't trying to fix it

We strike shit

Like baseball pitchers

Go outta town

Score Bape on a pick up

Get smoked like a vape

When we get you

When it come to that pape

Won't miss it

Been laying low cause

Im fighting a case

Run up on me wrong

All you get is face face face

I ain't aiming for chest

Or below the waist

And niggas be hating

They trying to figure how I get paper

They trying see I'm walking in Louie

And fucking them stores up everyday

They trying to see how I took

All them loses

and got right back in a couple of weeks

This shit sauce

Naw it ain't free

357 nem got the Vs

Once it's up can't cop no pleas

Ain't trying to cuff bitch

Get on yo knees

I like my hoes

Pretty and mean

We hit blocks

Than we switch Vs

They know how we bummin

They know how we bleed