D-Locz - Bite My Style Lyrics

Ya you know it's D (Locz)
Posted on the scene
Obey shirt, with my empire jeans
Got your girl on my wood every time she see me
She like D-Locz (Wz up) can you ride me?
Got that kick push swag, haters stay mad
Nigga don't trip you don't want to see what's in the bag
Pocket full of spliphs, lung full of smoke
On my finally level, I hope I don't chock
'Bout to end the game, here hold the rope
End your life with it, 'cause for you there no hope
Trying to fight me, gon' take the L
Ask your girlfriend, yeah she know me very well
They liking my swag, yo they liking my style
They liking my fresh, yo the girls be like woooow
Every time I see my haters, they be talking down
But once they go home, they be bitin' my style
Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style
Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style
Mike and Nikes on, can't stunt like me
Hate the word swag, 'cause you ain't got no swag see
ABG up in this bitch, I'm juicing on your chick
I didn't have to say nothing, my swag got at your bitch
Time to come over here, let me get at her real quick
Hit 'er with my Dougie, then I past her to the bro oh shit
Any body getzit, best believe she done got it
Snack back or my fitted cap, along as it matches my watch(What else)
Matching with my sock, pants sag and I don't give a f*ck
Smoking like a Indian, yea nigga I'm chiefin' up
Geeking off these pills, feeling really chill
Cooling like a pimp, yeah my swag is so ill
They liking my swag, yo they liking my style
They liking my fresh, yo the girls be like woooow
Every time I see my haters, they be talking down
But once they go home, they be bitin' my style
Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style
Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style, Bite my Style