DAWGS Lyrics

Ride for my

Slide for my

Die for my dawgs

Pussy boy talking with them kitty cat paws

Bitches on the line, its rare they get a call

Mirror on the wall, when the team finna ball?

Ride for the

Slide for the

Die for the money

Road is always bumpy and the bitches getting grubby

Hands on my body I cant help they want to touch me

Its funny they reactions know I'm fly thats why I bug ya

Know Im fly thats why I bug ya

Know Im fly thats why

Yeah

Listen

Listen

Ain't no Diddy we Cirocin bitch I battle word to Rocky

Working on my fitness soon they shouldnt recognize me

All black she surprise me, All pink she a barbie

She say "I like it when you writing, can you write some lines about me?"

Of course I'll do the honors but she cant tell whats about her

Brothers from another but the blood don't make the family

Would not be here without em

Save my life Im talkin countless

We want that money fountain

Taking hundreds under counters

Bitches follow like they Flounder and my

Dawgs might start to pound em

Yeah I

Put that

On the

Set

Water

(Water)

Women

(Women)

Shit thats

(It get)

Wet

Paper

Rollin

I had a drink instead

Boy don't

Try it

Luck all in ya head, yeah

They was talkin shit till I walked in

(Walk in)

Broke up with my depression, where my dawgs been?

(Dawgs been)

Time is always money like I clocked in

Profit

She look like the type to make the log bend

Logged in

Think its bout time I go head lock in

Nonsense

Feel a way about it bitch Im different, yeah

Tapestry inside her room with incense, yeah

I need my check compounded with some interest, yeah

I aint know she want it, just an inference, yeah

Yall on simp shit yeah

And I

Ride for my

Slide for my

Die for my dawgs

Pussy boy talking with them kitty cat paws

Bitches on the line, its rare they get a call

Mirror on the wall, when the team finna ball?

Ride for the

Slide for the

Die for the money

Road is always bumpy and bitches getting grubby

Hands on my body I cant help they want to touch me

Its funny they reactions know i'm fly thats why I bug ya

Coach for my

Drink for my

Sing for my bitch

Rocks on my

Blood on my

Watch on my wrist

Flock to my

Bitch on my

Glock on my hip

Boy that cadence fire so I hit that shit again

I walk outside the shop I think the outfit cost a grip

They fucking with my vision its a contact but no lense

You running in my mind but I would rather watch you bend

Keep doing what you doing we might end up more than friends

And I aint got no friends

I got family, I got 10s

If you know me you know them and If you don't then we ain't friends

On the benches and they pressed, Im the type to set a trend

My brudda rolled a joint thats got me higher than ya rent

And all the bad publicity is some good publicity

If I had some gin in me Id be good to still receive

On the gram she sin for me on the snap she giving me

Its a wrap continuing till it slap

What I aint release is too vast and better than all ya last

Maybe yall should go back

Delete all ya favorite tracks

Wolf is back on attack

These bitches might get attached

Im putting us on the map so drop a pin and Make it happen Im pullin up on that ass

Ride for my

Slide for my

Die for my dawgs

Pussy boy talking with them kitty cat paws

Bitches on the line, its rare they get a call

Mirror on the wall, when the team finna ball?

Ride for the

Slide for the

Die for the money

Road is always bumpy and the bitches getting grubby

Hands on my body I cant help they want to touch me

Its funny they reactions know i'm fly thats why I bug ya

Know Im fly thats why I bug ya

Know Im fly thats why I bug ya

Know Im fly thats why

Know Im fly thats why

Know Im fly thats why I bug ya