[Intro]

(Jose the Plug)

Bitch, Dog Shit Militia

Hmm, hmm

Nigga

[Verse 1]

European buffies, but the soda African

Put some hoes in doggy house, but I ain't trafficking

Used to blow that fetty, nowadays I'm stackin' it

Lyin' to her nigga like she sucked my dick on accident

Made a movie, turned these bitches into actresses

Feel like Travis, jackin' niggas in my Cactuses

Face an oppy by myself, it ain't no passin' it

She gon' rip me out my Ricky and get passionate

All these fuckin' 'bows, this spot just like a kitchen cabinet

Went and bust the Rollies, me and all my niggas matching wrists

Bitch, I keep a cannon and some cheese, you'd think I'm snappin' pics

You won't catch mе ballin' fists as long as I can rack a blick

Upped a fifty, this bitch thought I did a magic trick (Wow)

We'll run up in your pocket, got that sack еquipped

All this chicken on me, you would think I hashed this shit

Catch him in that warzone, I bet I make him pass the sticks

[Verse 2]

Told her eat my dick up, bitch, that's what you do the best

Pop a nigga in his femur, make him do the step

I might pull a fuckin' muscle off, all I do is flex

I ain't verified, but I still got the bluest check

He ran it up for nothin', doggy blew his check

Completed all my missions, now I'm doin' quests

Run up in his spot, have Cuddy loot his chest

In Paris talkin' to my plug from Budapest

Woke up, started ballin', I ain't do a stretch

I want this shit now, bitch, I ain't doin' next

Prefer the MSR, can't even do the 'Rex

Throw some birdies in the booth, you'd think the stu' a nest

I treat all my bitches how I do my tests (I cheat)

Boy, it's still screw my ex, but still could screw my ex (I did)

Shit, if I'm gon' do it, I'm gon' do my best

Drunk an annex, shit, I don't even remember who I met

I get so fuckin' fly, you'd think I flew a jet

Buffies on my face, they think I'm doin' reps

Saks or Neiman Marcus, I can't do the reps

Dog Shit Militia, bitch

Mike Amiris now, I used to do the Mexx

Throw my dog a bone, we ain't doin' fetch

Chasin' 24/7, I ain't doin' rests

We be doin' more, bitch, you doin' less

At the store with blanks, we just doin' tests

We ain't go on dates, we just doin' sex

How we on our cheese, you would think my crew was Crest

[Outro]

Dog Shit Militia, man, this shit too fuckin' easy, I swear to God

Hmm, bitch