Hot Dog Freestyle lyrics

[Beat 1: «Criptonite» by UKNXWN]

[Intro: Blueface]
I ain't never seen one this of those (Wait a minute... Who are you?)
Aight, yeah
Aight, look

[Verse 1: Blueface, Kai Cenat & Chrisean Rock]
So much ice on my wrist, can't feel my hands
Brock pull up on the left, get right on is mask
He never seen so many men hopping out of one van (Damn)
I'm runnin' from the law, tell 'em catch me if you can
So many n*ggas at your house it's a hot dog stand
I done put my di*k in more buns than a hot dog man (Ha, ha-ha)
Well, I ain't come here to rap, but I'm off that gym (Ha)
Locked in with these bars, never went to the p*ss
Yeah, aight (Ooh)
First day, first day out gym
First day out (First day out)
What is sayin'? (Hold on, dee dee)

[Chorus: Blueface]
Kai, too many n*ggas at your house it's a hot dog stand
I done put my di*k in more buns than a hot dog man
Too many n*ggas at your house it's a hot dog stand
I done put my di*k in more buns than a hot dog man
[Verse 2: Blueface]
Yeah, aight (You hear me?)
Too many n*ggas at your house it's a hot dog stand
I done put my di*k in more buns than a hot dog man
I ain't really come here to rap, but I'm off that gym
I ain't never... (Uh, uh, uh)
I ain't never had the direction down and went to the p*ss, yeah
'Cause I keep a loaded

[Verse 3: Kai Cenat, Blueface & Chrisean Rock]
Okay, I hate that sh*t
Pull up on me then play (Hold on)
2 .226
After that I'll pull up with two f*cking sticks
What? I'm really f*cking rich
All these girls is a f*cking b*tch (What? Ayy)
Westside on my right
Blueface right on a f*ckin' legend
I said I think that sh*t
Per put beat, bruf (Haa, haa), b*tches get neck (b*tch, damn)
I'm with the sh*ts, she put on me for the sticks (Ha-ha)
No, put an end sticks

[Beat 2: «Crip Walk» by prodbyk4]

[Intro: Blueface]
Yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Real certified stepper take the stairs, instead of an elevator (Ooh)
[Verse 1: Blueface]
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 b*tch, da bouncer getting beat up
Aight, hold on
Look

[Verse 2: Blueface & Kai Cenat]
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 b*tch (Yeah aight), da bouncer getting beat up, pus*y getting beat up (Uah, ooh)
Aight
Hold that screen, n*gga (Yeah)
Tryna rapper (Uh, uh, uh-uh)

[Verse 3: Kai Cenat, Blueface & Chrisean Rock]
Yeah, I'm a n*gga (Tryna rapper)
Why? 'Cause I'll let the trigger
He said, "She wanna f*ck with me"
Guess what they call me? KC III (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 III, damn, damn (Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha)
I'm wallin'
[Beat 3: «BENJI» by ESKRY]

[Intro: Kai Cenat & Blueface]
This ain't your type of sh*t
Who, me?
I can rap, I can do whatever I want

[Verse 1: Kai Cenat, Blueface & Chrisean Rock]
f*cking that b*tch from the left
f*cking that b*tch from the right
Pull up on you say, "She cheat on my pipe"
We get that sh*t, we do that sh*t
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, pus*y getting beat up, n*ggas 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 di*k really", what they call a n*gga after
Bells can not lines on the like hunnid
You beat up a bum, goddamn, what a bummer
What a bummer? (Ooh)
Pull up on your b*tch with a Hummer
Had to hit the b*tch 'cause she was on the bumper (Yea)
Had to hit the b*tch, she was on the bumper (Aight)
Favorite fruit is cuc*mber (What?)
Pull up on you...
Wait, wait (What?)

[Beat 4: «Mmm Freestyle» by Axell Vi]

[Verse 1: Kai Cenat, Blueface & Chrisean Rock]
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 f*ckin' time
When I rap, I make the motherf*ckin' 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 f*cking good for you
Favorite color is motherf*cking 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 sh*t (No, you what)
Stop playing with me, you know I'm a patron (Boom, hold on)
You f*cking with Crips, you pull up with blitz (Damn, hold on)
Sticks in my pocket, but I can't say sh*t (Damn, hold on)
Case is pending, they opening sh*t (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 f*cking God
"Hold on, let me good though, right", — she's
Hold on (What?), hold on, on God
What the f*ck? I don't know what's going on anymore (f*ck it)
Then we gon' do, the motherf*ckin' 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 b*tch 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 sh*t with the lie
Put up all you, yeah