Dog $hit Militia

Yeah, I think I'm Bruce Wayne, brodie robbin' every opp

This shit like Minecraft, boy, we be on every block

Just tryna hit and quit it, baby, I don't marry thots at all

Huh, I'm with Militia, them my dogs

Could've been a lumberjack, I touched a hundred off the logs

We be sportin' VVSs, funny all my **** flawed

I ain't talkin' 'bout no scrotum, went in Saks and had a ball (****)

****, pause

He can't even pass inspection, he a fraud

I was sharkin' funny, now I'm in her jaws

All this chicken on me, bitch, I need some Tums

Hit the strip and blow it all

He ain't ever make no current, he just ride waves (Bitch)

Denim skinny, funny how the pockets Rod Wave (Bitch)

Slide around with Glock, boy, and I got nine K's

Pop out bustdown Rollie, bust buffs, and five chains

VVS all on my wrist, can't even see a clock (I can't)

I peep he ain't got no rank and I can't beef with bots (I can't)

I'ma play through every foul when they want me to flop

Ain't runnin' with us, then it's from us, you with me or not?

I think **** motion sick, they hate I'm havin' (Nah, for real)

Bitch so fuckin' gorgeous, she could play the pageant (Play the pageant)

We with all that drama, boy, the K dramatic (Fah-fah-fah-fah)

Used to bring the Drac' to school, this ain't Degrassi (It ain't)

The Glock 10, but the Rollie 41-milli'

Catch that **** that be mousin', I'ma up mickey

Had to crawl before I walk and now I jump shitty (Bitch)

His ho tryna fuck on me, he can't fuck with me (****)

All these shots in the whip, I need a chaser (Fah-fah-fah-fah)

Reach for anything the quickest way to meet his maker

FRT, it got the toaster singin' like Anita Baker

Unc'll pull up on you with the food and he don't even cater

Bitch, I been on my grind, Rodney Mullen

Probably wouldn't believe me if I showed the bitches I be pullin'

Had to take the dirt path, always had some rocky footing

And currently, I'm slammin' on a ho that's probably tooken (That ain't my ho)

Bro'll pop the witness if somebody lookin' (Fah)

V8 or better, type of shit that I be pushin' (Skrrt)

Switchy hit that ****, turned his body pudding

Bro, I'm so fryin' with that skillet, you would think somebody cookin'

Bitch, Dog $hit Militia

Gang, dumb-ass ****

Yeah, bitch

(Mafia)