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[Intro] ([?]) Gettin' saucy (Guap, guap, guap, guap) Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow [Chorus] I got that dog shit on me, literally Jeans, belt, hoodie, my cleats came from Italy I got that linebacker on me, literally I really hate guns, but I keep it for my enemies I got that dog shit on me, literally Jeans, belt, hoodie, my cleats came from Italy I got that linebacker on me, literally When I bump into you, nigga, keep that same energy [Verse 1] I got bags I need to check, literally I got a Earl Lacquer that'll hit-stick you, literally Put on all red and slide down your chimney Bag all on LeBron, have your family up and visit me My clеats, they from six thousand miles away Up in Ruth Chris with a toothpick, I just knocked from San Josе I'm 'bout Velveeta, Frito-Lay Do-Re-Mi-Fa-La, hahaha, yeah, okay I'm not afraid to say I'm better than niggas You in the ocean, snorkelin', I'm still wetter than niggas Steve McNair with this nine, not Heckler &, nigga You a motherfuckin' rookie, I'm a veteran, nigga [Chorus] I got that dog shit on me, literally Jeans, belt, hoodie, my cleats came from Italy I got that linebacker on me, literally I really hate guns, but I keep it for my enemies I got that dog shit on me, literally Jeans, belt, hoodie, my cleats came from Italy I got that linebacker on me, literally When I bump into you, nigga, keep that same energy [Verse 2] You want a dog or a cornball? You want a winner or a pretender? Make sure you know what you signed up for I ain't no ho, I bet whatever on the [?][1:28] You tired of losin' with a loser, bitch, grab your coat I'm too old to play games, this ain't Nintendo 64 I put paint where it ain't, I put traps in the safe You gon' cry in the Lyft, or you gon' cry in the Wraith? We could fuck overseas or we could fuck at the lake You seen a nigga with no jewelry on, you got to spinnin' me You found out who I was, bitch, keep that same energy [Chorus] I got that dog shit on me, literally Jeans, belt, hoodie, my cleats came from Italy I got that linebacker on me, literally I really hate guns, but I keep it for my enemies I got that dog shit on me, literally Jeans, belt, hoodie, my cleats came from Italy I got that linebacker on me, literally When I bump into you, nigga, keep that same energy [Outro] Tell me what you want from me Tell me what you want from me I go by the name of ALLBLACK, caps on, word Thank you for fuckin' with me Hah, yo
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