SPIT DAT OUT

[Hook: Kojaque] x2

Spit dat out, spit dat out

Get my name from out your mouth

Bitch don't make me pull your chain and send the police to your spouse

Spit dat out, spit dat out

I'm not here to make you proud

I won't talk on what don't make me money

Boy you're striking out

[Verse 1: Kojaque]

Talking funny, what about?

I'm a king out in the South

And the North's been fuckin' with me since my Mammy pushed me out

Tryna make a pretty penny

With a pen up in the bookies

Bet I'll make a milly quicker writing

Hate me? Oh you fucked me

That's relentless

And I meant it when I said the city's buzzin'

Somebody [?] and started kicking out my cousins

Catching cases, kicking off

I want whatever's in your cupboard

Take a digger to the Dáil

And let the family fuckin' govern

Lord above us

At least I split it with my brothers

You should pay me what you owe me 'fore i snatch you from your covers

Boogie man [?] in a black sazuki coming for your mother

Make her tell me what I wanna hear

Then tell her that I love her

[Hook: Kojaque & Luka Palm] x2

Spit dat out, spit dat out (Spit dat, ay)

(Spit dat, out)

(Spit dat) ...send the police to your spouse

Spit dat out, spit dat out

I'm not here to make you proud

I won't talk on what don't make me money

Boy you're striking out

[Verse 2: Luka Palm]

(Ay)

Out in Paris for a day

I don't know what day it is, ay

Karats on my chain

Baby wanna link, ay

Henny got us waved

She say she don't like to swim but

She came with a drip, yeah

100K plays came straight from your chick, ay

I don't got no whip (no?)

Pull up in a Beyblade, take you for a spin

Boy acting too sweet, I might have to break his chin

Mayday Mayday, call the medic

Girl your man ain't faking sick, ay

Luka stay with the energy

100s on me, centipede

Got many money, many enemies

But the gang glow up like a LED

With a alligator on a sweater-vest

That's Lacoste and the denim jeans

And the whole crew smoking hella weed

So how you gon' half threaten me?

(How you gon' half threaten me?)

[Hook: Kojaque] x2

Spit dat out, spit dat out

Get my name from out your mouth

Bitch don't make me pull your chain and send the police to your spouse

Spit dat out, spit dat out

I'm not here to make you proud

I won't talk on what don't make me money

Boy you're striking out

[Outro: Luka Palm]

(Spit dat, ay)

(Spit dat, out)

(Spit dat, ay)

(Spit dat, out)

(Spit dat, ay)

(Spit dat, out)

(Spit dat, ay)

(Spit dat, out)

(Yeah)