DAWG Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Rag up in this hoe yeah

Rag Up in this hoe yeah

Rag up in this hoe

Rag up in this hoe yeah

Rag up in this yeah

Rag up in this hoe yeah

Rag up in this hoe uh

Ride with the top wide open I feel so high like I bought out the nose bleeds

Put my shit out for weeks you don't fuck with my leaks give out what your hoe need

Put my shit on the feed, make you all geeked shoot my shot with a goalie

Know you ain't built for this shit make meals with a bitch but left out the protein

Wait, yeah

Still to my own but we still got a problem

Fake hoes all on them frauds but money can't solve em

Say no more bitch shut up yeah I'm tired of all of it

I'd be mad too if I lost myself but I found me a profit

Promise myself that I get out the mud

Not by myself by R A G in the cut

Promise my life I'ma write with my blood

Live for the hate if I die with the love

Turn to a dog cause shit getting rough

Shit getting moved cause I came with the touch

Turn to a god cause shit ain't above

I get to rappin my bitch with the lust

Break out the rust yeah

I stopped giving a fuck

I got three months in the dirt and y'all rappers are pity

Yeah y'all stay in the cuffs

I keep on hearing y'all running the motherfucking city

Yeah shit out of luck

Double my numbers in 365 when I see all your numbers they gotta be stuck

I got three months in the dirt and I'm painting the city whatever the fuck that I want

These hoes wanna see me it's never that simple

I tell em the cash that I make is the fuss

Tell em I kill em on every condition

I got people claiming I'm paying for listens

When you buckle down and you look at my vision

I fit in the picture I got the attention

I handle the issue I tell you who isn't

I tell all these people to stand on they business

They sound all similar go to the cinema

Watch me forever money go getter

Ain't no one realer your nigga a filler

Ain't no one sicker my shit salmonella

Grabbing their wrist like they couldn't resist

Now she throwing a fit like her name Cinderella

I post like y'all never attended

I just follow back cause y'all always offended

Twin got me locked got no time to be spending

I pick me right up where I drop never ending

Texas lil homie I got me a dropped

55 leave em hurting they know I be spinning

R.A.G up in the building I beat my own death

I'ma die when I feel like it oh what a feeling

Ride with the top wide open I feel so high

Like a bought out the nose bleeds

Put my shit up for weeks you don't fuck with my leaks

Give back what your hoe need

Put my shit on the feed

Make you geeked shoot my sho with a goalie

Know you ain't built for this shit

make meals for the bitch but left out the protein