Big Dog sh*t lyrics
by Eem Triplin
[Chorus]
B-B-Big dog status, I'm on big dog sh*t
Since a young n*gga, minds stuck gettin' rich
Since I've been in school, I've been trappin' out that sh*t
[Verse 1]
Since I'm on your block, I'ma catch you at your crib
Run down n*gga, I just run down sh*t
Touchdown pass 'cause the pack just hit
If you see me, don't be running to your lift
Real ass n*gga, so you know I never switch
[Chorus]
B-B-Big dog status, I just run this sh*t
Big dog status, I just run this sh*t
Since a young n*gga, minds stuck gettin' rich
Since I've been in school, I've been trappin' out that sh*t
[Verse 2]
You the type of n*gga who gon' fold on ya bros
You the type of n*gga who gon' switch over hoes
Wake up in the morning, first thing, grab my pole
Woke up in the party, choosing b*tch take my soul
If you think about robbing me, dig ya hole
Mine hit you in your knees, n*gga hit the floor
Glock got you leanin' like it's pourin' up a four
f*ck the opps, f*ck twelve
n*gga, f*ck the PO
n*gga I sleep on packs
I don't know what's a home
Shooters finna blitz like I'm playing in a bowl
f*ck a whack b*tch, I need a thot ass ho
If you ain't f*ckin' wit' the gang you gotta go
Twin Glocks I'm f*cking with twin thots
They geek like Chris Rock
f*ck with me, she wanna go suck on me
She know my sh*t hot
See me, no b*tch can't hug me, don't get your sh*t popped
See me, this sh*t get ugly, this sh*t get real hot
[Chorus]
Big dog status, I'm on big dog sh*t
Big dog status, I'm on big dog sh*t
Since a young n*gga, minds stuck gettin' rich