Got dis money in my pockets
Double c's on my jacket
Got that street walking
With that street talking
All she do is stalking
Bt**h im not yo father
Caught that shit on maury
Matter fact u got no money
Get up on my time now
Get up on my life now
Cant see i got the money now
I can change yo life now
I cant let you down now
Boy you so broke
Catch yo packets now
They are running now
Now you do the running dance
Form some beanz yeah
Barking like a dog
Cant bealive i made it out
Yall do it for the clout
Diamonds on my neck
Thats a first class
Think about what i said
Thats a block out
Hit you with a choppar black out
Im running dis game like an athalee
Got so much money cant bealive im say here
She su**ing d**k i dissapeare
Weed hour wen im alone
Hit you real slow yeah
Feeling kinda board
I might go thru yo home
Loot some shit im going home
My gun aint dark that shit chrome
Throwing dice them em roll
Get em plays for the hoes
Yo body gone froze
Yo pu**y too wet
You need some extra clothes
Get high blood on yo nose
Get piped she knows
Im moving too fast
She slows
She throw it back
Then blows
Ill ghost
Mark my word
Boy you worst
Im going deep
She can feel it
Shits thight homie
Rock off white homie
I put vvs on my homie
You are too old homie
Get a life homie
You got no life homie
Baguettes on my wirst homie
Got two stacks homie
Not cap homie
Ni**as lying homie
Come taste dis glock on me
All yo clothes fake
Off night on yo waist
Said you got money
Where yo money at
Im looking thru the map
Hold on wait i found my strap
Sneak dissing thats a trap
Talk crzay that a slap
Im not about to cap
Try me i will snap
My J's a rack
Back to the bag
That is a red flag
Come on be a man now
She su**in for money that is gross
I am smooth like Ross
They say i am the boss
Money in my way
I am not coming down
I am not laying down
I am will get that mill hoe
Lean with some me****ine
Now pop a beam
I am not scared B
They call me chief
Because i am cooking n***as
Hold on that is mean
Lets paint the town green
Pop a x*n felling clean
Margela in my feet
I just killed this beat
You broke on the street
She su**ing the meat
Let her lose
Let her go
She my hoe
Matter fact
Take yo hoe
I dont need yo hoe
Head game gone
Dumi.16 - Bark Lyrics
Dumi.16 - Bark Lyrics
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Got dis money in my pockets
Double c's on my jacket
Got that street walking
With that street talking
All she do is stalking
Bt**h im not yo father
Caught that shit on maury
Matter fact u got no money
Get up on my time now
Get up on my life now
Cant see i got the money now
I can change yo life now
I cant let you down now
Boy you so broke
Catch yo packets now
They are running now
Now you do the running dance
Form some beanz yeah
Barking like a dog
Cant bealive i made it out
Yall do it for the clout
Diamonds on my neck
Thats a first class
Think about what i said
Thats a block out
Hit you with a choppar black out
Im running dis game like an athalee
Got so much money cant bealive im say here
She su**ing d**k i dissapeare
Weed hour wen im alone
Hit you real slow yeah
Feeling kinda board
I might go thru yo home
Loot some shit im going home
My gun aint dark that shit chrome
Throwing dice them em roll
Get em plays for the hoes
Yo body gone froze
Yo pu**y too wet
You need some extra clothes
Get high blood on yo nose
Get piped she knows
Im moving too fast
She slows
She throw it back
Then blows
Ill ghost
Mark my word
Boy you worst
Im going deep
She can feel it
Shits thight homie
Rock off white homie
I put vvs on my homie
You are too old homie
Get a life homie
You got no life homie
Baguettes on my wirst homie
Got two stacks homie
Not cap homie
Ni**as lying homie
Come taste dis glock on me
All yo clothes fake
Off night on yo waist
Said you got money
Where yo money at
Im looking thru the map
Hold on wait i found my strap
Sneak dissing thats a trap
Talk crzay that a slap
Im not about to cap
Try me i will snap
My J's a rack
Back to the bag
That is a red flag
Come on be a man now
She su**in for money that is gross
I am smooth like Ross
They say i am the boss
Money in my way
I am not coming down
I am not laying down
I am will get that mill hoe
Lean with some me****ine
Now pop a beam
I am not scared B
They call me chief
Because i am cooking n***as
Hold on that is mean
Lets paint the town green
Pop a x*n felling clean
Margela in my feet
I just killed this beat
You broke on the street
She su**ing the meat
Let her lose
Let her go
She my hoe
Matter fact
Take yo hoe
I dont need yo hoe
Head game gone
Double c's on my jacket
Got that street walking
With that street talking
All she do is stalking
Bt**h im not yo father
Caught that shit on maury
Matter fact u got no money
Get up on my time now
Get up on my life now
Cant see i got the money now
I can change yo life now
I cant let you down now
Boy you so broke
Catch yo packets now
They are running now
Now you do the running dance
Form some beanz yeah
Barking like a dog
Cant bealive i made it out
Yall do it for the clout
Diamonds on my neck
Thats a first class
Think about what i said
Thats a block out
Hit you with a choppar black out
Im running dis game like an athalee
Got so much money cant bealive im say here
She su**ing d**k i dissapeare
Weed hour wen im alone
Hit you real slow yeah
Feeling kinda board
I might go thru yo home
Loot some shit im going home
My gun aint dark that shit chrome
Throwing dice them em roll
Get em plays for the hoes
Yo body gone froze
Yo pu**y too wet
You need some extra clothes
Get high blood on yo nose
Get piped she knows
Im moving too fast
She slows
She throw it back
Then blows
Ill ghost
Mark my word
Boy you worst
Im going deep
She can feel it
Shits thight homie
Rock off white homie
I put vvs on my homie
You are too old homie
Get a life homie
You got no life homie
Baguettes on my wirst homie
Got two stacks homie
Not cap homie
Ni**as lying homie
Come taste dis glock on me
All yo clothes fake
Off night on yo waist
Said you got money
Where yo money at
Im looking thru the map
Hold on wait i found my strap
Sneak dissing thats a trap
Talk crzay that a slap
Im not about to cap
Try me i will snap
My J's a rack
Back to the bag
That is a red flag
Come on be a man now
She su**in for money that is gross
I am smooth like Ross
They say i am the boss
Money in my way
I am not coming down
I am not laying down
I am will get that mill hoe
Lean with some me****ine
Now pop a beam
I am not scared B
They call me chief
Because i am cooking n***as
Hold on that is mean
Lets paint the town green
Pop a x*n felling clean
Margela in my feet
I just killed this beat
You broke on the street
She su**ing the meat
Let her lose
Let her go
She my hoe
Matter fact
Take yo hoe
I dont need yo hoe
Head game gone
Writer: Dumitru Alexandru
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