This is a song about "Sex with dogs"

Celebrate with other dogs at the bar, and chug til ya cant no more.

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

It wasn't about the sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

I got a team full of dogs and the dogs bite,

I can smell it when i go outside

I didn’t have sex with u like you said

My god come before this bread

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Went to a lie detector for a test and the truth came that you had sex with different men

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen