GOT THAT DOG IN ME (feat. Liscio)

We be startin' in the front seat, take it to the back

Ima cutthroat hood **** comin' from the trap

Cause I robbed the police, put the sticks in the bag

And my shawty got a mask painted red like my flag

I don't mean to brag, but Im rocking hella vlone

I be reaching in my bag, pulling out two phones

I'm a pure rockstar, yeah im bad to the bone

And a pure trap star got the crack on the stove

Woah, I know she a hoe

From the powder on her nose

n' she shaking ass like a red nose

Put it on the gram so everybody knows

I don't wanna hit it , everybody want it

She everybody shawty and everybody on it

Nick-Name sauna, everybody in it

I be focused on the commas, gotta stay up on the digits

See I got a problem, I'm addicted to the digits

and on the topic of a problem, you ain't want it cause I'm with it

You can find me on the block, I be spinning like a fidget

Let the plug turn a opp, cause that's easy for the pickin

I be filling up my plate, that's the product of the winning

First place, square plate, got the capers with the chicken

No place for the hate, you be watching what I'm getting

I'm the type you can't replace, I'm a one in a million

We be startin' in the front seat, take it to the back

Ima cutthroat hood **** comin' from the trap

Cause I robbed the police, put the sticks in the bag

And my shawty got a mask painted red like my flag

I don't mean to brag, but Im rocking hella vlone

I be reaching in my bag, pulling out two phones

I'm a pure rockstar, yeah im bad to the bone

And a pure trap star got the crack on the stove

yeah i got that dog in me, you ain't gotta tell me

Yeah i know something wrong with me,

yeah i know they felt me, Cause they all want a song with me,

so I'm moving stealthy

Every time I'm on a mission

Boy I been broke, I ain't had a pot to pissin

I be putting in the work every day until they listen

I can do it while I sleep, I ain't even reminiscing

No sleep, Im cookin' beats, like the food up in the kitchen

We be startin' in the front seat, take it to the back

Ima cutthroat hood **** comin' from the trap

Cause I robbed the police, put the sticks in the bag

And my shawty got a mask painted red like my flag

I don't mean to brag, but Im rocking hella vlone

I be reaching in my bag, pulling out two phones

I'm a pure rockstar, yeah im bad to the bone

And a pure trap star got the crack on the stove