DOGsh*tFRESH lyrics

by

Damedot


[Intro]
Real gutter sh*t, b*tch

[Chorus]
I'm sippin' on some H1, this ain't no red rum (I got some red)
Tell me, b*tch, is you gon' hold me down if the feds come? (Mwah)
I'ma run, run up a check 'til my legs numb
Oh, I thought one of you lil' cheap n*ggas said somethin' (Huh?)
I don't need no n*gga, I can thug by myself (By myself)
Blow a dub on myself and don't give the b*tch sh*t (sh*t)
I ain't trippin' on sh*t, my lil' n*ggas hittin' sh*t (Drrt)
Disrespect, you gettin' stripped, spent a ten on my 'fit

[Verse]
b*tch, I'm dog sh*t fresh, if you see me, take a pic (If you see me, take a pic)
I just left out the gambling house, I had to take a p*ss
I done put it back together 'cause I had to take a split (Rrr)
Rained on her at the titty bar, she had to take some di*k
I'm a ten toes down, solid n*gga
My b*tch lookin' like Beyoncé, so they sayin' I'm Jigga (Mwah)
She gave my di*k a five-star rating, hit her off a jigga (Five stars)
Hope you ain't thinkin' I was lackin', hit her with the pistol (Baow)
Ridin' in the night, feelin' right from what's in the Sprite (Wockhardt)
The b*tch I'm with alright, but she ain't heat enough to spend the night
I don't give a f*ck how cute you is, I can't hit it twice
Her n*gga found out I hit his b*tch, but he gon' be alright (Haha)
Got that one vision on the AR, I can see at night (I can see)
b*tch told me on my di*k is where she wanna be tonight (Come on)
I don't know why she hit the mall with me, she ain't gettin' nothin' (Nothin')
We ain't goin' fifty-fifty sh*t, we ain't splittin' nothin' (Uh-uh)
All I hear on the internet is n*ggas gettin' money
But what I see all in the streets, n*ggas gettin' fronted (Gettin' fronted)
I'm tired of all these rappin'-ass n*ggas talkin' 'bout a hundred
b*tch, I don't believe none of you n*ggas, y'all gon' have to show me
[Interlude]
Okay, okay, okay, that's how you comin' for the summer, gang?
Okay, alright, alright, but you see me, though, n*gga
f*ck your summer, boy

[Chorus]
I'm sippin' on some H1, this ain't no red rum (I got some red)
Tell me, b*tch, is you gon' hold me down if the feds come? (Mwah)
I'ma run, run up a check 'til my legs numb
Oh, I thought one of you lil' cheap n*ggas said somethin' (Huh?)
I don't need no n*gga, I can thug by myself (By myself)
Blow a dub on myself and don't give the b*tch sh*t (sh*t)
I ain't trippin' on sh*t, my lil' n*ggas hittin' sh*t (Drrt)
Disrespect, you gettin' stripped, spent a ten on my 'fit
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