"slimeyasdogfood" lyrics

(Young Rich Squad)

PetSmart, we servin' dog food
That's your opinion, it is not true
Okay, just say what you need and I got you
I could put you in the pound if you want to
Baby, we serve out the pound, I'm in Petco
That's not your bitch anymore, need to let go
Huh, mansion, I hear the echo
Huh, dancin', my diamonds flex though
These got wings like I drink a Redbull
I'm in the plug bowl, I took a handful
She off a molly so she start to ramble
We got artillery, nigga, like Rambo
Thought you was hatin', but you just a fan though
If I go broke then I'm back to the bando
Walk in the crib, I'm like, "Where did her pants go?"
I'm finna throw the bitch down on the damn floor
Throw the bitch down
Where is my crown, bitch?
I'm in the pound, bitch
[?] come with your frown, bitch
Y'all need to smile way more
Who let the dogs out the door?
Mansion, she need a tour
Big evil grin when I pour
Bitch, I'm the Grinch, I'm at Christmas
Slimy as this shit could get, bitch
I get a redbone wet
Shorty come polish my necklace
Oh, this expensive Tech
Oh, this expensive neck
Drip codeine when I sweat
My stomach too upset
It get too slimy, I'm perfect timin'
I'm in the trap house, baby, what's poppin'?
He had a pistol, I sent out a rocket
Nigga, you pussy, that's so out of topic
Dog food, ain't no pets
Two blunts, still not effect
Man, my tolerance wrecked
Damn, I'm slimy as sex
All I need is ten, I just need ten minutes
And I'll handle this, and the pan flippin'
Push my damn limits
Dog food, servin' out raw
Cocaine numbin' my jaw
I'm off a Perc', I might fall
I'm servin' work to the dog