DaBoii – “Punishment” (ft. Cash Kidd) [Lyrics, Video]

DaBoii shares the visual for the “Punishment” track with Cash Kidd. The song was produced by Link+Up.

Daboii Punishment

The SOB x RBE crew has disbanded but they continue to deliver some of the most exciting music out of the West Coast as solo artists. DaBoii, specifically, has been dumping out some solid projects within the past year. Still, there’s a heavy stream of loose records that have been emerging out of his vault including this week’s “Punishment.” The rapper connects with Cash Kidd for his new record where they lace up the haunting production with cleverly put-together bars with a vicious punch. “Ain’t gon’ lie, you gon’ catch ’em bullets, too, I catch you runnin’ with ’em/ I just put my opp in a scope, I got a tunnel vision,” DaBoii raps on the record. Cash Kidd’s conversational flow adds a calming effect to the intensity of DaBoii, bouncing between hilarious sexually-charged bars and menacing threats.

DaBoii – Punishment (ft. Cash Kidd) (prod. Link+Up)

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Lyrics

[Intro: DaBoii]
Bitch let’s get it crackin’
(Link up)

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Bitch let’s get it crackin’
Give a fuck about them tats up on your face bitch you ain’t savage
Have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
I can get that nigga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
On the gang
Bitch, like what it is?
I rep SOB The Gang, do you know who you fuckin’ with?
Put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
We ain’t giving niggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
On the gang nigga

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Damn I’m done wit’ niggas
Catch that lil’ nigga out in public, we gon’ punish niggas
Ain’t gon’ lie, you catching bullets too I catch you running wit’ ’em
I just put my opp in a scope, I got a tunnel vision nigga
Bitch, fuck the opposite
I don’t go nowhere without my pole, I gotta ride wit’ it
Boy don’t even ask about no beat bitch we on top of it
Why you tat that gang up on yo’ skin? You ain’t gon’ die for it nigga
Bitch, we ain’t squaring up
Bitch you want me dead, I want you dead, okay that’s fair enough
Bitch before you slide up over here you need a pair of nuts
And I feel like I’m a soldier with this choppa, I’ma tear ’em up
Yeah, you embarrassed huh?
Bitch I’m tryna strike a nigga out, naw I ain’t sparing one
I see niggas cliquing up watch, you niggas paring up
Virgin ass niggas, you niggas scared to bust nigga

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Bitch let’s get it crackin’
Give a fuck about them tats up on your face bitch you ain’t savage
Have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
I can get that nigga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
On the gang
Bitch, like what it is?
I rep SOB The Gang, do you know who you fuckin’ with?
Put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
We ain’t giving niggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
On the gang

[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Thought I told you bitches once, don’t call me by my government (Hell no)
Watch out the window, bust down, Jazmine Sullivan
Goofy thought it was a one on one, them hollows jumping in (Bop bop)
Is it still tricking off if for the neck I purchased her wig?
I mean it’s really not my paper it belongs to some other kid
Five percent on the AMG I crashed the other Benz
I don’t need no bitch I need M’s, fuck a friend
Yeah just put a big button on my stick, on demand
Spent the block if niggas ain’t get hit then duck again
I can’t flirt, it’s either, “Can I get some head?” or “Fuck you then” (Alright bitch)
Niggas tucking drugs to get ahead, won’t plug you in
Shots fired niggas diving to the ground like they fumbling (Bop bop)
Yeah, Versace comforter
Just to make your ho feel fancy when I’m fucking her
I am not a P, I sell dick, your bitch a customer
Almost smacked the bitch in her shit talking ’bout, “bust in her”

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Bitch let’s get it crackin’
Give a fuck about them tats up on your face bitch you ain’t savage
Have my brodie pull up on ’em, get to shooting like a maverick
I can get that nigga gone if they ask don’t know what happened
On the gang
Bitch, like what it is?
I rep SOB The Gang, do you know who you fuckin’ with?
Put a scopie on my choppa out chere tryna hunt a man
We ain’t giving niggas passes, see ’em out and punish him
On the gang nigga