dogfood

作词 : David Ezeokonkwo/Keshav Gopal Balaji/Joshua Goldin-McCarthy

作曲 : David Ezeokonkwo/Keshav Gopal Balaji/Joshua Goldin-McCarthy

[Part I]

[Intro]

This is something special for everyone

[Chorus]

Huh, first I drop off load, then hit the West (Ooh)

Junkie, ratchet hoe scratchin', beggin' me for X (X)

Random pictures in my phone, that's all that she texts me (My ex)

Random pictures in my phone (X), that's all that she texts (Woo)

You not comin' ****in' home 'til you bring me my bread (Uh)

Damn, I got flows on flows above me, yeah, let's get this bread, huh

Oh goddamn, I did it again, we just playin' chess

Sexy bitch tryna go south of France, told her, "Bring a passport" (Wish I could go back to you)

Huh, why you actin' like my slacks don't cost more than you (What you tryna do)

Uh, I'm sorry, I ain't text you back, I'm servin' dog food (Dog food)

I'm cookin' dog food (Okay)

[Verse]

I'm droppin' dog shit on whatever, bro, huh

She like to eat the dick so much, she say "it's so edible", uh

I tell lil' momma better not cuss at me, I'm not a damn fool (Uh-uh)

No, I was never a fool, uh

I ain't mean to break your heart, I wasn't playin' with you, huh

I just get so ****in' high, I don't even know what to do, uh (I'm telling you)

But I still get very fly, baby, peep these different shoes (Okay then boo)

You reap what you choose

You reap what you choose

They talkin' to Lucifer, I'm talkin' to Judases

Uh, pass that pussy here, he don't know what to do with it (Come pass that baby)

You so pussy, he say he wan' kill me, and he ain't even do it (Pass that, baby)

Okay, his bitch like how I rap now he mad, she posted to it

Okay, I guess the cat's out the bag, I like some ratchet hoes (Ratchet)

I'm like Slash with the guitar (I'm like Slash, baby; Rachtet)

I might spaz on you, bae (I might spaz on you, nigga; Ooh)

I might spaz— spaz on you, bae, bae

I might spaz- I might spaz- I might—, bae (Spaz on you)

[Chorus]

Huh, first I drop off load, then hit the West (Ooh)

Junkie, ratchet hoe scratchin', beggin' me for X (X)

Random pictures in my phone, that's all that she texts me (My ex)

Random pictures in my phone (X), that's all that she texts (Woo)

You not comin' ****in' home 'til you bring me my bread (Woo)

Damn, I got flows on flows above me, yeah, let's get this bread, huh

Oh goddamn, I did it again, we just playin' chess

Sexy bitch tryna go south of France, told her, "Bring a passport" (Wish I could go back to you)

Huh, why you actin' like my— actin' like my— (What you tryna do)

Uh, I'm sorry, I ain't text you— I ain't text you— (Dog food)

I ain't text you— I ain't text you—

I'm cookin' dog food (Okay; I'm cookin')

I'm cookin' dog food (Oh)

I'm cookin' dog food (Oh)

I'm cookin' dog food (Oh)

[Part II]

[Verse]

(Okay)

I'm not all that bad now (Bitch)

I bring that shit you not used too

I know you don't want to do it, you really just used to doing what you 'posed to, huh

I got an IV stuck in my arm, my lean is full with more soda

All of this postin' and playing, I'm stuck in the cold

He mad 'cause his lil' bitch chose up

He mad, but I could've told you

I don't know why he was poppin' that cheap ass bag, I ride with a chauffer, hmm

I'm really Yakuza, I'm really a samurai, I know my [?]

I'm good in Japan, I'm good in Atlanta, you know that I'm good with your hoe

They copy japan, they copy japan, that nigga got too many flows

Bitch I was just in your land—