Dog on a Bone (feat. Brahma Bull & Bottleneck)

Get it like a dog on a bone that's my pedigree

Catch dogs leadin' the pack they ain't ahead of me

Like Common Core they try and understandin' me

Big dog Brahma Bull yes sir and Mic Manik

Got a circle of big dogs we keepin' 'em pissed off

Caution with the muzzle like a shuttle with lift off

Boot stompin' like some boys on a step team

Yeah most them boys talkin' noise they ain't met me

From Tennessee out to Texas and back

We hit 'em hard by the yard big stick like a lumber jack

Great Dane big dog on a steak bone

Fix your face home boy and watch your jaw bone

We don't go for trouble anymore yet it finds me

Kickin' up dust is a must stay behind me

Knowledge is power and at the end of the day

You hear this new sound so different that it's spelt with a K

I grew up in a farm house on a red muddy road

Mama was a hippie and papa was a rollin' stone

We never had the finer things yeah struggle's all I know

So if you point me to the money ain't a damn thing funny

I'll be on it like a dog on a bone

Dog on a bone I'm on it and ain't stoppin'

Like sodas I keep it poppin' if they want it I got it

On a whole another other plane does it like no other man

Plus I keep on truckin' no discussion I'ma flood the game

Them boys have got me started now I'm on it y'all departed

Servin' balls a la carte whether y'all eatin' on it

Served with double of biscuits, whose done been in the kitchen

Cookin' somethin' delicious, straight from scratch when I mention

Been known to track 'em down like boot treads and bloodhounds

Run up on 'em it's over they done like court now

Runnin' down boys scared when I touch down

Racks gettin' stacked out back when a buck rounds

They runnin' trap but they quack like a duck sound

Face the fact man is back and you're done now

Hate that back back, stay above ground

I wave the flag fade to black like the sun's down

I grew up in a farm house on a red muddy road

Mama was a hippie and papa was a rollin' stone

We never had the finer things yeah struggle's all I know

So if you point me to the money ain't a damn thing funny

I'll be on it like a dog on a bone

I grew up in a farm house on a red muddy road

Mama was a hippie and papa was a rollin' stone

We never had the finer things yeah struggle's all I know

So if you point me to the money ain't a damn thing funny

Big dog catch dogs still locked on a chain

Gotta kill shit just to maintain

You ever looked in the sky when you drank from the water bowl

The game's cold I done see how the struggle go

Daddy was a hustler, papa was a rollin' stone

Real honkeys drink gin from the water hole

I settin' hooks shit waders in the knee high

I'm old school I mix liquor with my knee highs

I been fly, left bitches by the wayside

I'm in a hatred on my tractor doin' drive-bys

Got the heart of a Evinrude do shit that they never do

Buckshot and fed got them hangin' in my livin' room

Clay on my water boots, this old boy is livin' proof

Motherfuckers lookin' at you strange when you speak the truth

A big rebel flag on my F150's roof

I'm on it like a dog on a bone that I can chew

I grew up in a farm house on a red muddy road

Mama was a hippie and papa was a rollin' stone

We never had the finer things yeah struggle's all I know

So if you point me to the money ain't a damn thing funny

I'll be on it like a dog on a bone