Frazier Trill, Pi’erre Bourne - Me and My Dog lyrics

Woo, woo (yeah) woo, woo (yeah)
Woo, woo (yeah, yeah) yeah, yeah
It's Trill (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I was down on my dick I had to go and get it
Ngga hating on the kid
But they were never with it (Bitch)
Shawty wasn't fuckin' with me
Said I wasn't litty (Litty)
Now I'm up, ngga hatin', you
Can't fuck with me, yeah
Big drip, I got money on the way (On the way)
Big clips, ngga this K
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Big racks, ngga, I'mma spend it all
(Spend it all)
I got a thick bitch, I'mma pass her on
(Pass her on)
Lot of shooters, ngga, them my dogs
(Them my dogs)
Too much money, can't get it all
(Can't get it all)
You say you lit, ngga, tell 'em
"Fuck 'em all" (Fuck 'em all)
I'mma live it up, just me and my dog
(Just me and my dog)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah
I'mma live it up, just me and my dog
(Just me and my dog) yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'mma live it up, just me and my dog
(Just me and my dog)

I was in the hood, sellin' grams
Ain't nobody really give a damn
Got jammed up a couple times, yeah
(A couple times)
But I still spit a lot of rhymes
Did two hundred and thirteen days
Those calendars goin' off the page
Got caught with a pistol that one time
Ran from 12 more than one time
Ngga hatin' on the kid more than 10 times
(Trill)
I kill them nggas every time I spit a rhyme
Shittin' on them ngga, excuse my (Excuse me)
You talkin' all that shit I
Put you on the bench

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'mma live it up, just me and my dog
(Just me and my dog) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'mma live it up, just me and my dog
(Just me and my dog)

Bitch, she gon' fuck the whole team
(She gon' fuck the team)
Fuck you mean, ngga, beam
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I don't use condoms, I'mma fuck her raw
(I'mma fuck her raw)
What you talking 'bout, ngga
Fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought)
You said you from the hood
But you nggas flock (You nggas flock)
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you thought
Watch, I'll shoot 'em up, watch
I'll lay 'em down (Lay 'em down)
Treat you like some craps, ngga, crap you out
(I'mma crap you out)
I got your bitch all on my dick
I dick her down (I dick her down)
Ngga say you from the hood, but you a clown
(But you a clown) how you rockin' YEEZYs
But you got one dollar? (You got one dollar)
I can't fuck with shawty
She got too much miles (Got too much miles)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'mma live it up, just me and my dog
(Just me and my dog)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I'mma live it up, just me and my dog
(Just me and my dog)

(Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, just me and my dog
Yeah)
I'm with my tribe, call 'em the shooters
I train these nggas like tutors
I'll pull up on you with the Uzi, uh
I'm getting money, let's do it, uh
I fucked your bitch in the coupe, yeah
You talkin' shit, gon' get shot, uh
I run it up, off the top, uh
I got the trap on fire
These nggas talk but they lie
I'ma let my bullets fly
All of my nggas gon' ride
I fucked your bitch from the side
She like a young ngga vibe