Qu¡ncy - Bulldogs Lyrics

Seven, seven, seven
Ridin round town with the bulldogs might bite
Got stars in the roof, pops said its cool dog, he might
We in a red sport, escort, im not regular (vroom)
She wanna be wifey i keep on testing her
Them snakes gone bite yo back because you keep on letting them
Lil 7 way ahead of them, Flee as f*ck He so extra
Applying that pressure, smoking that pressure
Applying that pressure, smoking that pressure
Remember that pressure?
Remember them days we aint have no car now a days we gone race to the exit
But my soul keep racing to heaven
Told god keep pouring them blessings
And i miss when i went out to texas
Jace know he seen that text
See me im in my zone
Give a f*ck whats all on the net
New job tryna get a new whip
This my shit i cant split
Seeing shit like im stuck in a trip
New drank got me on limp
Fat racks ion go to the gym
Pops slidin he step in the timbs
Go pack all on his shirt
You know he gone come trim
(Ridin round town with the bulldogs might bite
Got stars in the roof, pops said its cool dog, he might
We in a red sport, escort, im not regular (vroom)
She wanna be wifey i keep on testing her)
Ridin round town with the bulldogs might bite
Got stars in the roof, pops said its cool dog, he might
We in a red sport, escort, im not regular (vroom)
She wanna be wifey i keep on testing her
Them snakes gone bite yo back because you keep on letting them
Lil 7 way ahead of them, Flee as f*ck He so extra
Applying that pressure, smoking that pressure
Applying that pressure, smoking that pressure