Hey, Bryson
I just wanna let you know, you not a cool person
You invited me to come out to L.A.
And the next morning, you told me to get up, and get out
And call for my own ride when I was half awake
I sat at the end of that bed
And I took a picture with that little dusty ring, if that's what you're mad about
But I was half awake
But how you did me, was so disrespectful
You invited me out there, and you disrespected me
And then for you not to even tap in and say, "Hey, you good?"
That's just fucked up
Come to Cali, just remember this my hood
Haha
(CashMoneyAP)
Hey, Bryson, you're next on my tape
It's Hannah Baker
This ain't No 13 Reasons Why
I'ma dogg and every dogg has its day
And it ain't mine, okay?

I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma treat her like a dogg
Feed her to my doggs
Hit you with this .40, I can't beat you like a dogg

Dogg ass chopstick (chopstick)
Hoes say I ain't shit (I ain't shit)
Bitch, you know I'm toxic (you know I'm toxic)
Shut up and just take dick (take dick)
I'm a ratchet ass nigga, need a ratchet ass bitch (need a ratchet ass bitch)
I can't meet your mama or your daddy, fuck your family (ayy, fuck your kinfolk)
I'ma dogg, nigga, don't make me use my paws, nigga (my paws, nigga)
I ball, nigga, that's why she suck my balls, nigga (my balls, nigga)
No missionary, hit her from the back that's law, nigga
Ayy, hold on wait, this bitch she keep on tryna call a nigga

That's how you wanna treat me?
Man, what?
The fuck off my phone
I ain't do nothing to you

Hoes mad, hoes sad
Hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes sad
Hoes mad, hoes mad, hoes sad
Hoes mad, hoes mad
Man, I think it's 'cause I'm in my bag

I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma treat her like a dogg
Feed her to my doggs
Hit you with this .40, I can't beat you like a dogg

One bitch wanna slit her wrist because I took her AP (I bought it though)
Gave it to her friend, now her guts really hate me (hate me)
Tryna bash me on the net but bitches still gon' date me (she gon' date me)
Bitches still gon' rape me (gon' rape me)
Ain't that shit so crazy? (Ain't that crazy?)
Check the score, city boys up a few points (we up one)
Can I get a two for one with your sister like coupons?
Shit, you can bring a family full of bitches, Groupon (of Groupons)
Got a king size bed but fucked her on the futon (the futon)
A bitch can't get a thing from me but a nut and a prenup
Still gon' be stuck in my ways with this ring on my finger (finger)
Do not disturb, turn off ringer with Sabrina
Wish I called Corinna, her pussy Aquafina (pussy Aquafina)
I might bark or I bite, but with a ho, I never fight
Pimpin' is my life, so you better go get your pimpin' right
I got hoes in skirts and tights, tryna fuck on me all night
Flavor full of bitches, Mike and Ikes, I even got a dyke

I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma treat her like a dogg
Feed her to my doggs
Hit you with this .40, I can't beat you like a dogg

I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg, I'ma dogg
I'ma treat her like a dogg
Feed her to my doggs
Hit you with this .40, I can't beat you like a dogg

Dogg ass chopstick
Hoes say I ain't shit
You know I'm toxic
Shut up and just take dick
NLE the Top Shotta, bombs like Al-Qaeda

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Alex Petit, Alphonce Smith, Brittany Carpentero, Bryson Potts, Christopher Henderson, Jarques Usher, Jonathan Lewis, Venetia Smith