Dog Shit Lyrics Lil Darius ft. Baby Money

Dog Shit Lyrics Lil Darius ft. Baby Money

[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Chorus: Lil Darius]
I been gettin’ that dogshit, thirty thousand on my wrist
You don’t like the way it sit, then buy a ass for your bitch
Fucking with them niggas out the D, Moncler for every fit
A ten pocket change, I hope them niggas never drop a diss
He drop a diss, ooh, kill him like I’m Terrio
I been in the booth, still moving these exotic ‘bows
Rapping got me lit, know I’m loving these exotic hoes
I fuck with Baby Money, got them young niggas throwin’ up them 4’s

[Verse 1: Lil Darius]
Like Jeezy, this some thug motivation
Walk inside the club, stormy day, we leave that fucker raining
Fuck these niggas, I’m a bad doctor, I’m losing all my patients
GTA, I catch a opp’, failed mission, leave ’em wasted
Yeah, I put on rings like I’m married
Mama mad as fuck, she say, “You just like yo’ daddy”
I really cherish time, I spend a 40 on my Patek
All wrapping plastic, I ain’t never tap no glass
I rap the type of shit that trappers feel
I’m the Fresh Prince, look at my pockets, they on Uncle Phil
Exotic bag going like OGs, come over here
I like to hit her from the back, I bought the bitch a rear
Youngest plug, got these bags going for the prices of it

[Chorus: Lil Darius]
I been gettin’ that dogshit, thirty thousand on my wrist
You don’t like the way it sit, then buy a ass for your bitch
Fucking with them niggas out the D, Moncler for every fit
A ten pocket change, I hope them niggas never drop a diss
He drop a diss, ooh, kill him like I’m Terrio
I been in the booth, still moving these exotic ‘bows
Rapping got me lit, know I’m loving these exotic hoes
I fuck with Baby Money, got them young niggas throwin’ up them 4’s

[Verse 2: Baby Money]
I fuck with all the hustlers, all my young niggas, they moving ‘bows
Four bracelets, three Cuban links, I damn near caught a cold
Throw the money in the dryer, grab another load
Get what she want, so she ain’t trippin’ on no other hoes
The Patek white, the Presi’ rose, fifty for eleven stones
Ain’t no falling off, the plug told me I’m forever on
Swtichy on the glizzy, put you down like it was melatonin
Beat the road down in Louisville, we forever rollin’
Bad bitches, let ’em blow me, you niggas ain’t havin’ motion
Living in a crib, but we really came from having roaches
Ain’t tryna hear that gangster shit, you niggas gon’ have to show me
Work inside the microwave like we cooking ravioli

[Chorus: Lil Darius]
I been gettin’ that dogshit, thirty thousand on my wrist
You don’t like the way it sit, then buy a ass for your bitch
Fucking with them niggas out the D, Moncler for every fit
A ten pocket change, I hope them niggas never drop a diss
He drop a diss, ooh, kill him like I’m Terrio
I been in the booth, still moving these exotic ‘bows
Rapping got me lit, know I’m loving these exotic hoes
I fuck with Baby Money, got them young niggas throwin’ up them 4’s

Video Of Song Dog Shit Song

Song Name :– Dog Shit

Singer Name :– Lil Darius

Producer Name :– Helluva Beats

Written :– Lil Darius, Baby Money & Helluva Beats

Release Date :– Thursday, March 23, 2023

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