Walkin' With My Dawgs

If you fuck with me you gon' fuck with three

Don't be guessing thats just how it fuckin' be

Up in the bleachers bright light better take flight

Pop Pop

Call the cops

I aint' got no time today

See yo ass blow you away

Got the chain in yo face

You a disgrace what i'm tryna do

You don't got a fuckin' clue

Hit you with a 1-2

Shawty what it fuckin' do

You already know my name when I step up in the club

Fuckin' GDUB cross my chest

Tryna be the best

Never rest

This a test

Im just blessed

Let me tell you an the motherfuckin' rest

I am from the West searching for my quest

Don't give a fuck about a guest

Fuck a bulletproof vest, walkin with dawgs'

Jogging through the fog, clogged up

Never see me always dressin' on that black

Smokin' on that pack

Huh

Coming round my side of town boy

best know where you at ha

I don’t do slick dissing bitch

Be quick to hit the @ huh

Why she mad at me cause I did everything but stress huh

Marijuana smoking ya I do that back to back ha

Money maker scent ya you can smell me from the back

Ha

Stacks by the pack

Run it up that was that ha

I just got some top

Then I dip

That be that ha

I don’t know that bitch that’s prolly why I ain’t hit her back huh

Pockets full of green like I’m sponsored by the packers

Explosive tip to the head it relax ya

Can’t get where you going if you busy looking backwards

Headed to the top I’ll

Catch you when I catch ya

100 on me and I gotta couple extra

30 on me and I gotta couple extras

Niggas think shit sweet til I pull a hustle lector

Money on me shit stretch longer then a lecture

Bad bitch with me a beat ya ass like a Electra

She use to rich nigga all that flexing don’t impress her

Own my own lane that’s what you call impressive

Told that bih that hsf ain’t nun

Like the rest of em

Told that bih I’m one of one I

Ain’t nun like the rest of em