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dog food - nba meechybaby lyrics

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[intro]
sellin’ heroin in the montcleir
got that concrete, catchin’ hard sell
[?]
get, get, get, get
isoton, melaton’, boy, this sh*t here gone

[verse 1]
middle of kansas, flip a quarter bale
ready to plug, really ain’t hard to tell
i was sellin’ drugs when i was up in jail
meechybaby came home, i’m still [?] drugs up in jail
heroin flipper, yeah, i post bond when i go to jail
f*ck the [?] team don’t need no p*ssy b*tches on my trail
yeah, i love them p*ssy b*tches on my trail
a real b*tch [?], but she used to work at the [?]
country b*tch helped me flip that crystal in her [?]
i got that ice, ice, baby, all up [?]
f*ck a foreign car, b*tch i’m in the cutlass full of [?]
old ballin’ ass n*gga, meechybaby, know i’m really havin’ it
the dumb way, b*tch you know i’m livin’ like i’m savage
right on [?] street, i was sellin dope right by my granny
gotta press a b*tch, i put some fentanyl all in them xannys
i’m a fentanyl stepper, me and dog food got married
f*ck with needle users, they get mad when they can’t have it
[chorus]
n*ggas say i’m on that dog food like i’m beegie
i’m [?] strapped bad with my cousin bg
ain’t got no hoes, ain’t got no goals, really stuck in the streets
f*ck a job, ready to rob, tryna touch me a key
it go dog food, i’m really stuck in the streets
i got that dog food they talkin’ ’bout, that sh*t that pets eat
i got that dog food, boy, i got that boy for cheap
i got that dog food, i can get you murdered for free
it go dog food, i’m really stuck in the streets
i got that dog food they talkin’ ’bout, that sh*t that pets eat
i got that dog food, boy, i got that boy for cheap
i got that dog food, i can get you murdered for free

[verse 2]
got that dog food, roof, meechy jumpin’ out the coupe
b*tch, i’m tryna flip a [?] and put some diamonds on my tooth
but my youngin’ and them some fools, they gon’ put you on the news
f*ck a n*gga, yeah, shoot him in his face tattoos
shoot the b*tch up in his tear, i’ll make his momma shed some tears
green [?], slimin’ sh*t, send that b*tch to [?]
adderalls and percocets, b*tch, you know how meechy live
[?], kick the door, ain’t no dope up in my crib
ha, ha, ain’t no dope in here, ain’t no dope in here
ha, ha, ain’t no pills in here, ain’t no smoke in here
ha, them n*ggas p*ssy, they don’t want no smoke with him
ha, he off that bottle [?] sh*t no heart in him
trap off the bottom, i’m flippin’ os in here
ar and fns, lotta poles in here
i’m servin’ needle users, they play with their nose in here
4ktrey, get your face blown in here
b*tch, i’m sellin’ dope like i’m craig [?]
b*tch, i got that dope like i’m big [?]
old steppin’ ass n*gga, i could get you slumped
old heroin flipper, i got what you want
dog food
[outro]
i got, i got, i got, i got, i got, i got
i got dog food
i got, i got, i got, i got, i got, i got
i got dog food

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