Put Dawg Out

Lyrics

[Intro: RMC Mike] Bitch [Verse 1: RMC Mike] Aw shit It's KrispyKidd and Mike I just served Auntie some shit to get Billy right I've been rapping for only two years, and got plenty ice Yeah you had a good first quarter, but didn't finish right I got that kind of dick to make a gay bitch leave a dyke Today I ain't bring no cash out, we had a visa night Weed strong as hell man, this shit would make Jesus high Give me two racks for a verse, that's my weekend price [Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd] Started drinking lean backwards, I been sippin right Poured it in the cup raw, and then hit it spiked Ahh, fuck Poured it in the cup raw, and then hit it twice I don't wanna get mad, I know Imma hit my wife [?] don't want me around the fam, he think I hit his wife The way I shoot this bitch, you would think I hooped for the Sixers twice You slid on a Christmas party, only thing you hit was lights [Verse 3: RMC Mike] Na, I can't tax bro like that, he get the Fisher price Put that nigga out right there, he lit the swisher twice Lean drinker, doing anything, I be mixing pints I was broke but now a nigga up, I live a vivid life 12 lines of wok, about to pour it in the twenty ounce Make some dog shit this month, they let Jimmy out (Happy as hell) That's my favorite fiend Nigga think he fresh Pulled up white tee and some faded jeans Busting nuts on my bitch face, like it's Maybelline Honey badger, hit his front chest then invade the spleen I know a nigga right now that'll kill you for a 8 of green Stomp a nigga head, fuck some Timbs, these A.C.G.'s [Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd] On the block everyday, like I'm Boomhauer Diamonds a girl best friend, sucked the jewels out me If you do the right thing, you can make two up out it Nigga ran the crib on the block, and then boom out it Been slid on your crib, and knocked the pool out it Big bank take lil bank, make a fool out you Money still make me stand different, this a new posture I might get my hands on a pint of Ak if I fuck my doctor [Verse 5: RMC Mike] Tupac bullets in this Glock, they don't know who shot him Quarter million dollar Benz, I been selling hoops out it I been making plays with Zulu, like I knew Shaka You say you know who got the perc thirties, nigga, who got them? Bitch got scared when I started up the Scat using auto start Okay I'm horny, text my bitch like meet me at the water park Wish he would run up on this car, we got double R's Not the pill, bitch I'm talking baby R with the double R's [Verse 6: KrispyLife Kidd] 2020 widebody, I gotta double park Yeah Imma let you suck it, bitch, just let me park Nasty bitch wanna fuck, she let me fart '21 Tesla, if I cough, this bitch'll start Send somebody my way and some shit'll start I stopped my bitch like, you ain't finna start Keep tools on me, but I ain't here to fix the car Claymore by the door if you run, he ain't getting far