Fano - Dog Action Lyrics

Gang pull up in off white wit a black whip
Flexin yo mans gun on the gram you a catfish
Sawed off hit doggy so hard he hit a backflip
Choppa like a T.V. we be out here makin' static
Yea, Bitch that's that Dog Action
I be in the field sellin' Bricks but my dawg packin'
Since I was a jit hittin' licks, now we all trappin'
If you get flicked you a bitch, yea yall all rattin'
Lil, Bitch, Whatchu finna do
Got young dawgs to slide on yo block they was born to shoot
You'll get dropped if you an opp you finna pay your dues
Swear my niggas crazy, yea they'll kill you for a pair of shoes
I hopped off the porch and now I'm in my bag
You was a witness in court, now you in a body bag
If this shit was a sport, I want my Quarter Back
My bitch just like my drugs they both from Trinidad
Remember doin' the dash in a scat pack
Speedin thru the hood in a Hellcat that's Matte Black
Went to school and sold rocks feel like I'm Jack Black
Whether its a pussy or your toe best believe I tag that
Oooh, Ooooh, Oooh, Nigga what's on the floor
Doin' runs to Chi-Town, Ohio and Mexico
Your bitch just like my Glock cuz they both finna blow
Legs over her head first time shawty really touched her toes
My Brother said get whatchu f*ck whatever the tag say
Now bro got a yellow tag on his toe wit his name
Barely got any sleep I was too busy trappin'
If I ain't doin' that then I swear to god that I'm rappin'
Shit niggas be sayin' we all be knowin' they kappin'
Your girl on her page she puttin' all my lyrics in her caption
Went from sellin' sum zips
Feel like Chapo way I'm movin' them Bricks
To now I be speedin' till I'm crashin' the whip

I swear to god all I'm tryna do is make it
Smokin this shit swear to god that I'm faded
She naked
Tryna make it where I'm on everybody's playlist
If I see shit best believe I do not say shit
I swear to god all I'm tryna do is make it
Smokin this shit swear to god that I'm faded
She naked
Tryna make it where I'm on everybody's playlist
If I see shit best believe I do not say shit
I swear to god all I'm tryna do is make it
Smokin this shit swear to god that I'm faded
She naked

If it ain't bout that cheese I do not want to make conversation
If you an opp and I catch you on my block I'll shoot no hesitation
Her pussy almost as good as this wood that I'm facin'
When it comes to a bag I swear it's hard to be patient
Niggas talkin' choppy best believe we pull them straps out
Got your Baby Momma f*ck around and blew her back out
I was either posted in the streets or at the trap house
I was in the field you was the nigga that went and sat out
I ain't ever have me a place to call home
Since I was a kid always had to act grown
Was up all night makin' plays on the phone
I been in my bag and I've been in my zone

I swear to god all I'm tryna do is make it
Smokin this shit man swear to god that I'm faded
She naked
Just tryna make it where I'm on everybody's playlist
If I see shit best believe I do not say shit