Knockout Songtext
von Laney Keyz

Ayy, ayy

Shawty wet, so I dive in
I beat her lil′ box in
She throwin' it at me, so if I nut, I′ma try again
I ain't talkin' pepper when I pull up in the Cayenne
I fuck her and time out, roll up and I time in
He beggin′ for static, I got a new lick comin′
Catch him in traffic and I got two sticks drummin'
Pull out and I′m bustin' it on my new bitch stomach
Cut out the top, that′s what I'ma do this summer
No collabing with niggas I can′t relate to
Let a nigga think about crossin' me like he Jesus
Meet at the border, I'm gettin′ followed by the state troops
I was a broke nigga until I had a breakthrough
You a thot-thot, bitch, I can′t fellate you
I just keep on pullin' in the green like a rake do
Bitch, you out of pocket, actin′ like I can't replace you
Know that she love me ′cause she keep tellin' me I hate you


Gotta watch out
Never fought a day in her life, but she a knockout
Brodie ′bout to run up a milli' and he a dropout
Fuck a drive-by, my nigga, I'm with the hop out
Politickin′ with all my brothers, we up in y′all house
Pussy nigga talkin' like he tough, I pull his card out
New bitch, she don′t smoke weed, but she be barred out
Chillin' with the white folk, they tellin′ me I'm far out
Broski told me it′s a Moncler winter
So I had to go and get the Moncler winter
Told you rapper niggas I'm a top shelf splitter
Why they call him Top? He a top shelf hitter
Ayy, talkin' big while you sittin′ on the sideline
Come back to the city, bought a house up on the skyline
Feelin′ like I'm 50, I′ma get rich or I'll die tryin′
Lookin' at the Patek, tellin′ me it's my time
When you really from the gutter, gettin' richer hit different
No point in bein′ stingy with the pussy, bitch, flip it
I′m travelin', so when I′m on the road, she send pictures
She know I never put 'em out ′cause I'm a real nigga
I ain′t tryna put you down, I'm tryna build with you
I send it out of state, it turn around a lil' quicker
Lil′ brodie said, "He not a loose end," I still did it
′Cause the same nigga that'll rat you out′ll kill with you
Back up, back up, back up
Tell them other niggas catch up, catch up, catch up
Brother told me that I better never let up
I told that nigga, "Keep your head up, head up, head up"
And keep it cool 'cause you know you comin′ home in a minute
Shout out to my mama, she a strong independent
Now I'm ′bout to go and throw the stones in the pendant
Lil' nigga stay up out of grown niggas business

Shawty wet, so I dive in
I beat her lil' box in
She throwin′ it at me, so if I nut, I′ma try again
I ain't talkin′ pepper when I pull up in the Cayenne
I fuck her and time out, roll up and I time in
He beggin' for static, I got a new lick comin′
Catch him in traffic and I got two sticks drummin'
Pull out and I′m bustin' it on my new bitch stomach
Cut out the top, that's what I′ma do this summer
No collabing with niggas I can′t relate to
Let a nigga think about crossin' me like he Jesus
Meet at the border, I′m gettin' followed by the state troops
I was a broke nigga until I had a breakthrough
You a thot-thot, bitch, I can′t fellate you
I just keep on pullin' in the green like a rake do
Bitch, you out of pocket, actin′ like I can't replace you
Know that she love me 'cause she keep tellin′ me I hate you