Swilk G - For My Dawgs (feat. Jonpaully)

Where my dogs at
Please don't get involved
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
Don't listen to law
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
My Dawgs ain't normal dogs
My dogs be shooting guns
My Dawgs some petty ones
And they all got hella funds
My dawg pick up his phone
Before a single ring
If you ain't one my Dawgs
Don't ask me for a single thing
All my Dawgs are well
With all their rounds of shots
I adopted all my Dawgs
I found um round the block
I don't own a leash
My Dawgs be roaming free
They all refer to me
Dogs on my cryptocurrency
My Dawgs ain't at the pound
My Dawgs they got the pounds
And just to let you know
They all the best in show
Take a drive to look at trees
That's some shit you best believe
My Dawgs stay counting stacks
It's only alphas in the pack
Please don't get involved
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
Don't listen to law
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
Fuck um all, Fuck um all
It's the world against me and my dogs
I just cannot fuck with y'all
Y'all some bitches we them dogs
We them dogs
Y'all woofing
Now what y'all wanna do
See my doggies they don't bark
All they do is shoot
Big dog whip, all black coupey
Big bad bitch big fat booty
This is big dog shit
Let me take a dookie
Like the money running from you
While it's running to me
Man the way I live this life
Bitch it's like a movie
Action packed gangsta flick
Feeling like I'm Tony
Lights camera action
Know I keep them cannons on me
Only real niggas here
ain't no time for phony
Please don't get involved
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
Don't listen to law
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
Please don't get involved
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
Don't listen to law
This just for my dogs
They gone lock They jaw
They don't listen at all
We was rolling round the east
With one head light
Who the fuck is this talking shit
They must wanna die
A slow death lord yes
Make they momma cry
Now she asking why
That's too bad I got a alibi
Roll you in the green dream
Gotta fertilize
Don't fuck with my team
Naw mean we all certified
When we talking work
It ain't 9 to 5
If you talking jerk you'll get hurt
We pop up suprise

Written by:
Marquise Meriweather, Stephen Wilkinson

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