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dog ass - montannaatm lyrics

[intro]
yeah (d*mn, [?], this sh*t flame)
gang
ayy, ayy, pass me, ayy, yeah
this b*tch burnin’ wrong, look

[chorus]
she say, “‘tanna with your dog ass,” told that b*tch, “roof, roof”
one leg up, i had the bald hat, i knocked the screws loose (i knocked the screws loose)
it hurt her heart that i won’t call back, told that b*tch, “do you” (told that b*tch, “do you”)
and if it’s pressure, send your biggest stepper, tell him slide through (tell him slide through)
i’m always posted on that 8 block, switch glock on my side too (brr)
these n*ggas be thinkin’ they out the way, then how the f*ck we find you?
that b*tch you love be tryna f*ck, sometimes i don’t bе tryin’ to (i don’t be tryin’ to)
she asked mе can i drop that d*ck off, i told her if i got time to (if i got time to)
whatever you got up in your pocket, n*gga, i got that times two (b*tch*ass n*gga)

[verse 1]
i see you watchin’ me pour this wock’ up, it’s two hundred a line, ku (you can’t get none)
you broke*ass n*ggas couldn’t cop a three, just watched you drop a deuce*deuce
i can’t chase these duck*ass hoes, b*tch, i need a goose*goose (a goose*goose)
jumpin’ in and out of fast sh*t, h*llcat go vroom*vroom (the srt)
in my phone, it’s so much bad sh*t, i could fill up two rooms
and i jump in and out my bag quick, my pockets trueblue (i’m in my bag)
the smallest out my crowd’ll be the one to shoot you (lil cas, get ’em)
she gon’ shake her ass ’cause it’s fat like judy [?] (fat like judy [?])
shorty tryna f*ck me with her friend, whoopty*doo (aw sh*t)
pop this perky, i get knee*deep her sh*t like hula hoop (i get knee*deep in they sh*t)
still’ll bounce out with this switch and give they block some funerals (get ’em)
[chorus]
she say, “‘tanna with your dog ass,” told that b*tch, “roof, roof” (roof, roof)
one leg up, i had the bald hat, i knocked the screws loose
it hurt her heart that i won’t call back, told that b*tch, “do you” (uh, uh, uh, uh)
and if it’s pressure, send your biggest stepper, tell him slide through (yeah, tell him ride through)
i’m always posted on that 8 block, switch glock on my side too
these n*ggas be thinkin’ they out the way, then how the f*ck we find you? (you f*ckin’ goofy)
that b*tch you love be tryna f*ck, sometimes i don’t be tryin’ to (i don’t be tryin’ to)
she asked me can i drop that d*ck off, i told her if i got time to (if i got time to)
whatever you got up in your pocket, n*gga, i got that times two (you broke*ass n*gga)

[verse 2]
how many guns up on your block, lil’ n*gga? we got that times two (n*gga, we got times ten)
boy, them n*ggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout mon*yun, ain’t no need to chime in (man, shut the f*ck up)
all my n*ggas be really out here in this sh*t, they dive in (get ’em)
spin they sh*t right now, see a n*gga, we dive in (n*gga, we dive in)
everybody jumpin’ out the car, his ass get hit with five gens (get hit with five gens)
my lil’ bro really 5’4″, but the glock make him feel like he 5’10”
steady beatin’ down the motherf*ckin’ door, in a minute, y’all gon’ see me slide in

- montannaatm lyrics

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