[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