Hot Dog Freestyle

Chriseanrock, Kai Cenat, Blueface

I ain't never seen one this of those (Wait a minute who are you?) aight, yeah Aight, look So much ice on my wrist, can't feel my hands Brock pull up on the left Get right on his man He never seen so many man Hopping out of one van (Damn) I'm runnin' from the law Tell him, "Catch me if you can" So many niggas at your house Is a hot dog stand I done put my dick in more Buns than a hot dog man (Ha, ha ha) Well, I ain't come here to rap But I'm off that gin (Ha) Locked in with these bars that Went to the pen yeah, aight (O oh) First day, first day out gin First day out (First day out) What is sayin'? (Hold on, dee dee) Kai, too many niggas at your house Is a hot dog stand I done put my dick in more Buns than a hot dog man Too many niggas at your house Is a hot dog stand I done put my dick in more Buns than a hot dog man Yeah, aight (You hear me?) Too many niggas at your house Is a hot dog stand I done put my dick in more Buns than a hot dog man I ain't really come here to rap But I'm off that gin I ain't never (Uh, uh, uh) I ain't never had the direction down And went to the pen, yeah 'Cause I keep a loaded Okay, I hate that shit Pull up on me then play (Hold on) 2 226 After that I'll pull up With two fucking sticks What? I'm really fucking rich All these girls is a fucking bitch (What? Ayy) westside on my right Blueface right on a fuckin' legend I said I think that shit per put beat, bruf (Haa, haa) , bitches get neck (Bitch, damn) I'm with the shit's She put on me for the sticks (Ha ha) No, put an end sticks Yeah hey hey hey Real certified stepper take the stairs Instead of an elevator (O oh) Real certified stepper take the stairs Instead of an elevator Shoes made of alligator This belt made a crocodile (Hmm hm, hm hm) Mm, shoes made of alligator This belt made a crocodile Hm, had to be beat up aight, look Real certified stepper take the stairs Instead of an elevator shoes made of Real certified stepper shoes shoes made of Hard to break da weed up If they don’t let us in this bitch Da bouncer getting beat up aight, hold on Look Real certified stepper take the stairs Instead of an elevator These shoes made of crocodile This belt made an alligator Eight rings on my fingers (Wuh) Make it hard to break da weed up (Pow pow) If they don’t let us in this bitch (yeah aight) , da bouncer getting beat Up, pussy getting beat up (Uah, ooh) Aight hold that screen, nigga (yeah) Tryna rapper (Uh, uh, uh uh) Yeah, I'm a nigga (Tryna rapper) Why? 'Cause I'll let the trigger He said, "She wanna fuck with me" Guess what they call me? KC I I I (Oou) Gas, I'm y'all ain't no beat After that, we gon' really see 'Cause why? I'm gonna cheat (Hold on) Hey, damn KC I I I, damn, damn (Ha ha ha, ha ha ha) I'm wallin' This ain't your type of shit who, me? I can rap, I can do whatever I want Fucking that bitch from the left Fucking that bitch from the right Pull up on you say, "She cheat on my pipe" We get that shit, we do that shit Yeah, wow (Ha ha ha, no, Kai, no, Kai) Come on, hold on, hold on, ay It's Royal Lane, go (Hold on, yeah, aight) Woah, pussy getting beat up Niggas getting beat up (Aight) Tryna suck in me, baby, tryna rapper Ain't going back and forth with No bass that don't matter "Sweet dick really" What they call a nigga after Bells can not lines on the like hunnid You beat up a bum, goddamn, what a bummer What a bummer? (O oh) Pull up on your bitch with a Hummer Had to hit the bitch 'cause She was on the bumper (Yea) Had to hit the bitch, she was on the bumper (Aight) favorite fruit is cucumber (What?) Pull up on you wait, wait (What?) Swage on the beat huh (Okay) , huh, huh, huh I do what I do, that's why I'm lit I'm on YouTube I make jokes all the fuckin' time When I rap I make the motherfuckin' words rhyme Why? 'Cause I'm a ten, put it on a dial What we doin' got the time What? When you sicky lime Damn Why? 'Cause it's really fucking good for you Favorite color is motherfucking blue After that, we in the room 'Cause after that I clean up with the broom (yeah, with the broom) Was black and long at the same time What? Wait (Huh) the KFC lime, bro Come on, let him finish don't do that We didn't to you don't we ain't do that Oh, you're right, you right, let him finish (yeah, let him finish) Yeah, I'm sorry, Chrisean, damn okay, go Come on daddy Ay, was black and long at the same time (What?) kFC lime (Damn, hold on, what) You thought I was on some gay shit (No, you what) Stop playing with me, you know I'm a patron (Boom, hold on) you fucking with Crips You pull up with blitz (Damn, hold on) Sticks in my pocket, but I can't say shit (Damn, hold on) Case is pending, they opening shit (Damn, hold on) aight, let me stop I'm with my dad, he always mad Like I'm Michael Jackson, yeah, she get bad Beat it, that's rad Pull up on you like that Pull up on you like this oh my fucking God "Hold on, let me good though, right", she's Hold on (What?) , hold on, on God What the fuck? I don't know What's going on anymore (Fuck it) Then we gon' do The motherfuckin' do which you're (Why?) 'Cause I get with the rhymes Pull up on you like I ripped a dime She gon' say, "Hold on Can you come over here 'cause I'm not with the time" (Why?) Is my dad to my left, Blue to my right After that she could get right (Why?) Pull up on me, guess what we gonna fight (Huh) why? 'Cause I'm like that Make that bitch beat it like Mike Jack' Guess what Chrisean? You got the pizza, you got the pizza You got the pizza, you got the Pisa (Huh) She got the pizza (Hold on) , she got the pizza (Hold on) She got the pizza (Hold on) Pepperoni with the salsa fries After that we gon' go with the pie After that we go do the shit with the lie Put up all you, yeah

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