This is a song about "Dog reproduction"

Money on the floor, throw it on a broad

And control this shit yourself dog.

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Okay man you do the drop

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

Separate us, from what jay brought

Where are you gonna go, dog

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Curl up like big worm when i drop

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

I'm the type of nigga to put reproduction on pause,once i walk in a room everyone

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Jesus couldn't speak to me and change me, i'm satan, dog,

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,