Backwards Dog ft. John C Majic Lyrics

Drop that shit

One AM a lot of shit on my mind

Got me pacing back and forth

Should I pick up a nine

I'm Bugging

I should've probably take my ass to sleep

But this girl just called my phone

She wanna get up on her knees

Huh

She wanna pray

Then call me godfather

I'm not a man

I'm the man

I'm the Rottweiler

Cause dog spelled backwards is god

Bitch

Fourteen days that's an album

Scorch these capes for an outcome

Bringing up the bass until the brakes drop

Nut a couple rounds they like how come

Never been the loud one

I guess a motherfucker sound dumb

Leaving it in intended to predict my downfall

Bitches better read up on the outlaws

Too cold ain't about stalls

Got the dead rolling

Out the head smoking

Out of bread moments

Guess I just been chosen

Yea I been holding

Glass steps turn acidic

Half dead got me living

Past tense with the vision

Manifested on the wisdom

Pandemic the catalyst

Sandpaper the wishbone

Plans play with the fishes

Really you all should've been grown

This shit ain't even eventful

Cut the check so I can get going

Everybody open doors until the crowd lonely

Feeling on they self like the down homies

Never had the doubts

Now they wonder what the crowd told me shit

I ain't sipping water holy

Getting thicker with the rolls

Feeling richer when it's stolen

Seeming thinner off the dinner when I'm broken

So sink it in and let him hold it

Pissing out the potent

Mix it up and dish it to the vultures

Vivid in the moment

Get you higher than a couple potions

So I spit the vicious omens for the wires in your skull

Since they been toasted