Blueface, Kai Cenat, Chriseanrock - Hot Dog Freestyle lyrics

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