Daddy Kaine

[Intro]
(Spain, what you doing?)

[Chorus]
This that G-Model 6, she let me hit when pigs fly
So I put a cop on a plane
This bitch trippin' on me, I'on know why (Huh)
Ho, you not even my main
I'm rockin Louis V, Balmain
I leave a opp wet up in the rain
Too many bitches feel like Daddy Kaine (Let's go)
Bob The Builder, I hit you with a crane

[Verse 1]
Got a bag on you niggas, what's up? (Lil bitch)
I got nothing but Runtz in my blunt (Swoo)
He say he got muddy in his cup
But I found out that it was the tuss (no cap)
He see us and the envy come up
Finna hop out the Bentley truck (skirt skirt)
Interior white, don't fuck this shit up
She lick it up so good it make me cuss, fuck

[Post-Chorus]
Gotta run it up (Uh)
Big boss moves, can't fuck it up (Uh)
In the strip club, might chuck it up
Bought her a new ass, now she got double butt
I made to drip in Amiri
Laugh at yo fit you so silly, I'm finna rack up a milli'
I might hit you with this ray, I'm not talkin' Billy
That lil' bitch wеt no willy

[Verse 2]
I got treasure on my neck feel likе Nicolas Cage
Said she don’t know me but she stalking my page
Got this nigga wife stripping up in my bedroom and just like a gamer, he rage (Haha)
Look at me I made a way (Let's get it)
Had to push some people out the way (No cap)
These niggas be tryna stay (Let's go)
Six feet under, that’s where you gone lay

[Chorus]
This that G-Model 6, she let me hit when pigs fly
So I put a cop on a plane
This bitch trippin' on me, I'on know why (Huh)
Ho, you not even my main
I'm rockin Louis V, Balmain
I leave a opp wet up in the rain
Too many bitches feel like Daddy Kaine (Let's go)
Bob The Builder, I hit you with a crane
This that G-Model 6, she let me hit when pigs fly
So I put a cop on a plane
This bitch trippin' on me, I'on know why (Huh)
Ho, you not even my main
I'm rockin Louis V, Balmain
I leave a opp wet up in the rain
Too many bitches feel like Daddy Kaine (Let's go)
Bob The Builder, I hit you with a crane (Woo)

[Verse 3]
Rockin' the two tone
Niggas be clueless, yeah, they stuck in a loop hole
You little like a flute hole (Uh)
Move ho, but you made it this far, nigga, I give you kudos (Uh)
I just don't understand how a motherfucker like me ain't put a beam on ya face
You a disgrace, don’t slip up, nigga, there's a time and the place
My niggas they ready, they finna catch this case
Bullet sum' like a cat it’ll scratch your face
Spray just like mace, shit
I need some space, gotta get away from the whole human race
'Cause niggas be plastic, I know that they fake
But I’m livin good, I got steak on my plate
'Cause niggas be plastic, I know that they fake
But I'm livin good, I got steak on my plate, lil' bitch

[Outro]
Lil' bitch
(Spain, what you doing?)