BARKIN'

[00:01.07] Get 'em!
[00:01.95] Yeah
[00:03.74] I wish bro could FaceTime me, we off the GT-
[00:05.71] I wish bro could FaceTime me, but we, yeah
[00:07.75] I wish bro could FaceTime me, but we off the GTL
[00:09.70] I'm on I-69 like I bought a CDL
[00:11.78] Think he Bear Man Kevo, he just bought a BBL
[00:13.76] Get your ass whipped to fashion, I swing this BB belt
[00:16.09] I got my bitch beat and dogged up like Aspen
[00:17.84] He think he took a Perc, that's some Norpress on aspirins
[00:20.09] I'm talking straight into the wall, bro be crashing
[00:21.72] My number one rule is give your all, don't do half it
[00:24.15] Go off range in the A, I be at Bobby Jones
[00:26.16] I see the blurs on her pics to hide her body rolls
[00:27.91] All that cock blocking point dog to a hockey goal
[00:29.85] The men cold, keep the V running like a snotty nose (Skrrt)
[00:32.75] This bitch cost me twelve Augies
[00:34.13] This ain't no ordinary kitty, it's a hell doggy
[00:36.18] Eleven blitz in Roto, can you spell foggy?
[00:38.04] Fuzz by the window every morning like he sell coffee
[00:39.99] Drop Ship Militia hit his top, he dropping dog tags
[00:42.12] Kill confirmed, that's what you call that
[00:44.04] Change my jack, ain't nobody getting calls back
[00:46.18] Your bitch glued to my dick like my ball sack
[00:48.25] Y'all dirty ass need to throw a shower party
[00:50.13] Snow bunnies in here trying to have a powder party
[00:52.13] Shut it down quick, they only had an hour parking
[00:53.98] Hurricane warning up in Hutch, I drown the Cartis
[00:56.15] Dropping chase, got more glass than a windshield
[00:58.15] DPD don't have to chase me down to Pittsfield
[00:59.97] Why this ham trying to bark? I never seen a pit squeal
[01:01.92] Ho trying to keep this shit a hundred like her tits real
[01:04.21] Acting like you Master P but ain't C Murder
[01:06.21] Lifestyle is a dream, we some team workers
[01:08.14] Chef Griz, I go lamb, not no beef burger
[01:10.06] I ain't gotta pay my hitter shit, he a free lurker
[01:12.12] Mask, check, gloves, check, boy, we'll wipe your ass
[01:14.02] Feel like it's world ending, doggy in his Mayan bag
[01:16.13] Paul Goldschmidt'll pull up with that diamond back
[01:18.21] I ain't pull my phone out, but I'm writing tracks
[01:19.97] Lil' freak chasing around the nut, scrap
[01:21.72] I just made a twenty quick like a touchback
[01:23.63] Mira 10 TRX got the truck racked
[01:25.73] I could up a milli right now, fun fact
[01:27.68] This ho talking about some love, I don't trust that
[01:29.85] I'm fresh off the road, check the bug splat
[01:31.79] I don't wanna throw no ones, where the huns at?
[01:33.64] Knock the heart out your chest, fuck a love tap
[01:35.99] Bitch, you bald-headed, where that frontal go?
[01:37.77] Bars got me slow like an undeveloped frontal lobe
[01:39.98] TNT'll turn your crib into a bungalow
[01:41.78] I get my clown on like a fucking juggler
[01:43.90] Man, baby, corned beef on the onion roll
[01:45.93] Oh, you talking onions? Where the fuck the Tor browser?
[01:48.07] I'm one up on him, he a undersco
[01:49.66] Got a turtle on my back, you can call me Lord Bowser
[01:51.66] Why she think she plugged in? I pulled the cord out her
[01:53.61] I was punching sacks fifth, leaving out a fourth thou'
[01:56.14] Sausage party, get y'all boys more housing
[01:57.72] 2026, I need more whips and more houses
[01:59.97] Fuzz catch a brick in Gosha, Bill Gouskis
[02:01.91] That ain't ever do shit, why you still pouting?
[02:04.05] He finna bleed out, why he still shouting?
[02:05.68] They ain't never shot a human, they just go and kill houses
[02:08.33] My left pocket Liz, all right one jilla
[02:10.29] I make ten if I write one nilla
[02:12.16] Go and check your clock, yeah, the time's up, silly
[02:13.96] I don't know about your watch, but mine's 1:50
[02:16.12] You ain't bringing nothing to the table, you can't get a fork
[02:18.08] My whip need a full ride, throw this bitch a sport
[02:19.98] Thought they had me locked out, but my foot in the door
[02:22.19] Why you playing fuzz in the bush at your door? Shitty boys
[02:24.61] Drop Ship Militia, Long Liz Gang, Ripper, D2HL, shit
[02:27.61] Liz, you know the script, wipe your ass, boys
[02:29.52] Clear that tab, clown, yeah
[02:32.69] Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, aye, aye
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