Dog Pound Lyrics

Look up at the ceiling yea you know it's all blue

I can't pick up my phone and it's all because of you

She wanna talk it out

But I'm not in the mood

In the club I rock it out

Maybe snort a line or two

She wanna call the fighters

But she don't fuck with the F.O.O

Rule number two

Don't be so minuscule

Do you really know what you tryin' to do

Maybe watch your tone maybe watch yo attitude

Watchin' me creeping through the night

Tryin to find the light

Cuz all I see is darkness every time you in my sight

I swear shawty the love is there but you don't feel right

No You don't feel right

No you don't feel right

Yo mood can jus' switch when I look in your eyes

Remember it was different you would fantasize

That ain't gonna work gotta switch it up

All up on the daily

She wanna flirt Block a bitch jus like I'm KG

Face in the dirt

She wanna fuck I tell her say please

I'm jus' gon play a bitch jus like I'm Patrick Swayze

Swayze

I pull that bitch in a wraith ay

Got a moon rock outer space

Every kiss start with a kay

What do I say

Resume I continue to play

Why the beat stop nigga? Get on yo knees and I pray ay

Finna get chipped out like a lay

Slice up a bitch like filet

Put a whole in him crochet

Imma bout to erupt on the beat Pompeii

Red bull give wings ole

If you got bad news don't say

I been hearing that shit all day

She wanted some glaze on her buns ok

Okay

Now baby slow down

Now I look no one round me it's a ghost town

They be like hey how you do it bitch I'm profound

Who is this? This my bitch welcome to dog pound