Dawg Ass

First round, draft pick, just how the game goes I'm a dog ass nigga, bad bitch on all fours

Rose gold, stripper pole with a centerfold Pose, bank roll, dank roll, no feelings, my heart

cold

I'm in my bag, you in your bag, not the same tho

I run through the clique, uh uh like Usain Bolt I'm beating them doonies, this what you came for

No you can't get no feature, the fuck, you insane hoe

Watch how quick I jump out of you, and back up in my bag

Texting yourself, I ain't respond, Bitch you down bad

I can admit, I ain't shit, it may sound bad But I ain't lie, so tell me why the fuck a bitch mad