K9 (Intro) ft. M!DA$ Lyrics

Welcome

To New Dogs

& Jazz Cats

This is

A project by Midas and Divy

Poppin' em, poppin' em up

Poppin' em up, feel my champagne cup

Droppin' em, droppin' em off

Droppin' em off, take the stairs to the top

Hittin' em, hittin' em up

Hittin' em up, hit up cuzz need a re-up

Fuckin' it, fuckin' it up

Fuckin' it up, gettin' fucked, getting T'd up

The cheese attract rats, the rats attract cats

The cats bring the dogs from the back

Dress in all black, shawty a snack

Let me unpack, then I eat up

Rule number one, never be two

Siren rappers, rappers see through

Midas took my girl, boo hoo

We kickin' it, kung fu

And I do what I want, I'm a spoiled youth

And you know who, it's the dog crew

And it's gettin' real dark like it's voodoo

She suckin' on my meat, call it soul food

These ain't Vans, these are off-white shoes

She said she couldn't fuck, so she blew

Mm, now that's my main boo

She's the one to treat me right, and she do

Yeah, I'm the real Mufasa

Said if she want it, then pull up mi casa

Went from the bottom to the top like Nasa

So we smokin' that ganja like real bad Rastas

Yeah, in my city know I'm called Young Raja

But we run this shit with love, me and bro so

We might just know shit you don't

M!DA$ turn shit to Gold

We couldn't take it anymore, we had to hover

No lovers bitch, pull up and get under the cover, sit

We gone, I drowned like some water quick

You know, if you want it, the gun goes click

I know that you don't want some problems, bitch

You know I got that dog in me, honestly

You know I'm that prodigy, you 'bout to see

What I'm about to be, I'm outta seas, I'm outta beef

Me and bro got a lot to feed, yeah

Poppin' em up, poppin' em up

Poppin' em up

Fill my champagne cup

Droppin' em, droppin' em off

Droppin' em off, take the stairs to the top

Hittin' em, hittin' em up

Hittin' em up, hit up cuz need a re-up

Fuckin' it, fuckin' it up

Fuckin' it up, gettin' fucked, getting T'd up

Get ready in

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