All my dogs I appreciate em
Aint no doubt they about they paper
I dont cap bitcch im the caper
Made it out plenty situations
Staring down the other end of the barrel
I dun ben up i ben down had a hand full
Swear it aint sht u present i cant handle
Im on the top of the shelf like a mantle
Work on the top of the shelf near the mantle
Have ya bitch bak i found out she a handful
I ben down bad but im up wer da fan go
I done fukd fans shes a fan of my tango
I fuk a peach den a plum and a mango
So many bitches dey luv wer my hands go
So many shows i forgot wer my band go
I need a band atleast cash in advance tho
Gotta go aint no waitin for u
Half of u bitches aint neva loyal
Go head blow me up bitch if i ignore yu
Wana make a scene or jus keep it cordial
Current events are a new-sense
Fold toppin got good sense
Few tried in the past tense
Aint made it bak to the hood since
Tell me Whats the Contrary
Bow to ya majesty
U say dat u mad at me
U got the audacity
Red spill no tahitian treat
You can keep the bafoolery
Bagd her with out da jewlery
Now my charm smak her face wen she on her knees