Lyrics Dog Food - Ralo, Future

Dog Food

I keep that K and that 9 but I ain’t had a bit
House full of bricks, I done killed more dogs than Vick
Went from sleeping out there, wear my partner’s clothes
Put that dog in the hood, fuck the animal control
phones close when we in the laundromat
A nigga ride me, I’mma make him bring my money back
I just had on my tat, I been on this shit to long
Niggas tryna fight me in the club, they ain’t gonna make it home
We done did a lotta wrong, just to get right
I bought my my girl everything my ex bitch liked
Do ya soulja, dirty sprite, but we got that coke for sale
We gone go a lot of way, but we ain’t gonna go to jail
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food
Dog food, dog food like I’m Ralo
Dog food, I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
Dog food, dog food
Dog food, I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I bought some dog food and fed all my dogs with it
And bruh, I thank the lord the feds ain’t come get me
You only win when you quit while you winning
Fuck everything, kill me, but momma I finally did it
Spend 30 on the rollie, I know that they remember
I gave that bitch away that bought me a new presidential
Now that’s a 7 on my wrist, we only shop with LED
The only shit that live forever is the shit they won’t forget
Hopping out of 'em lambs, feel asleep in 'em raris
Half a million in jury, there out nigga to rob me
I ain’t gotta do the music
Cause in the block for Frank Lucas
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food
Dog food, dog food like I’m Ralo
Dog food, I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
Dog food, dog food
Dog food, I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
My hood done treat me like I’m El Chapo
The Bluff, the set on aspen and jack
They showed me love in Ohio I ain’t forgot about that
We hold it down in the 9, ruled it, know we up next
regretting, regret we ever met
(?) in the debt, we gone die with our respect
They play my shit, it’s a family, I take cash from Carolina
I sent my packs from Atlanta, it ain’t nothing they can’t handle
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
I keep that dog food
Dog food, dog food like I’m Ralo
Dog food, I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
Dog food, dog food
Dog food, I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
My hood done treat me like I’m El Chapo