Music Video

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunplay
Gunplay
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mustard
Mustard
Composer
Richard Morales, Jr.
Richard Morales, Jr.
Composer
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
James Royo
James Royo
Mixing Engineer
Richard Morales, Jr.
Richard Morales, Jr.
Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Me and my dogs in this bitch like (Whoa)
Jumpin' off the wall like (Whoa)
Money on the floor like (Whoa)
Fuck with me you gon' get your ass (Whoa)
[Verse 2]
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Wuzhanindoe, girl, washanin?
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Like wuzhanindoe, ****, wuzhanin, uh
[Verse 3]
A **** ridin' clean seven tray Chevrolet
Double up on the triple beam every day
Hand gun right here AK on the way
She charge for the pussy, that's cool, I don't pay
Riding up and down the block look-lookin' for the thots
I'm a street sweeper now go and get the mops
What it do? What it is? Mother fuck what it was
Gunplay, ****, and you know what it does
Shots fired, probably one of us
Fire-fire laid him down in the dust
You ain't my dog, I don't know you, get the fuck on
Or I'ma be the **** that you ran outta luck on
[Verse 4]
Me and my dogs in this bitch like (Whoa)
Jump-jumpin' off the wall like (Whoa)
M-money on the floor like (Whoa)
Fuck with me you gon' get your ass (Whoa)
[Verse 5]
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Wuzhanindoe, girl, washanin?
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Like wuzhanindoe, ****, wuzhanin
[Verse 6]
Ain't no games gettin' played right here
Ain't no hoes gettin' saved right here
**** talkin' about he opened shop, huh
But ain't no money gettin' made right here
From the South to the West make 'em bow to the best
Burned a bunch of money and I'm digging up the rest
Got a snow bunny and I broke her for a check
One cent short and I'ma choke her on her neck
Drop bombs on your mom, fuck car alarms
Tats on my face, back, belly, neck, arms
Black bottle buster, can't knock my hustle
Chopper on my dresser, get it poppin' **** what's up
[Verse 7]
Me and my dogs in this bitch like (Whoa)
Jump-jumpin' off the wall like (Whoa)
M-money on the floor like (Whoa)
Fuck with me you gon' get your ass (Whoa)
[Verse 8]
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Wuzhanindoe, girl, washanin?
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Like wuzhanindoe, ****, wuzhanin
[Verse 9]
Walked in this bitch, like wuzhanin?
I'm from west side Brompton, what's brackin'?
In high school you was a bitch, why you actin'?
You know I'm bitch **** bashin' with a passion
[Verse 10]
You tried to dodge on a **** that's a bitch move
But every punch I throw I think and swear I hit you
Oh, yeah, I'm thirsty, don't let me hold a pistol
Be at your doorstep like LA Times when it's an issue
[Verse 11]
I need a gutter bitch, never gonna tell her shit
Don't give a fuck when I come home, she smell the dick
She know I make that cake, so she take my case
But try to talk to me, she'll probably break your face
[Verse 12]
Me and my dogs in this bitch like (Whoa)
Jump-jumpin' off the wall like (Whoa)
M-money on the floor like (Whoa)
Fuck with me you gon' get your ass (Whoa)
[Verse 13]
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Wuzhanindoe, girl, washanin?
Like wuzhanindoe, wuzhanindoe?
Like wuzhanindoe, ****, wuzhanin, uh
Written by: Keenon Jackson, Mustard, Richard Morales, Jr.
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out