mike dollas - bark lyrics
(verse)
feeling like i’m money mitch
tryna be like dollas go jump off a bridge
this that murda murda him
double park on the curb take p-ss
i don’t really want the p-ssy
want the lips
i ain’t neva been the type to make diss
i see you catchin all these feelings for a b-tch
my man hit it in the lobby in the jects
i f-cked her in the brand new crib that you just got
i’m sorry that i made you mad because i popped
coulda got you for ya watch yea you forgot
put like 10 on ya head to get you shot
ima ex-con, wit my chains on
all ya sh-t p-wned, use a lame son
feel like draymond 3 rangs on
drive the mulesanne like a sports car, huh
got the hard rocc no metallica
candy paint on my calibers
pushin the work like a mexican
i don’t sniff c0ke but i’m sellin
i don’t shoot dope but i’m scalin
you get no p-ssy you celibate
i-i’m in the game like i’m reffing
cook up the cane when i’m cheffin it
wip the mulsanne like it’s stolen
i got some soldiers they molded
ready to f-ck up and fold sh-t
mixing the lean like it’s potion
taking the percs cuase they golden (golden,golden,goldengolden!)
hook x2)
get to the bag i like the guap
addicted to cash
my b-tches is bad
they giving me top
managing wit twins
i ride in a benz
carti my lens
2nd verse
she hear my beamer make noise when i park
midnight be my paint in the dark like a shark
graduate to a boss still playing my part
selling these roccs and i’m duccing the narcs
getting all this cake
i be feeling like i’m drake
new benz out the lot
inside outer sp-ce
i be rentin out the jag
all red f pace
on the hills wit the locs
that street be grape
i be gettin to the bag
all you other n-ggas fake
moncler in the winter
gucci boots in the rain
22 for a pound me and you we not the same
(not the same not the same me and you we not the same )
hook x2
get to the bag i like the guap
addicted to cash
my b-tches is bad they giving me top
managing wit twins
i ride in a benz
carti my lens
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