Knockz Out

Like what AHHH Every opp shot Everything dead AHHH On the Gates and we tryna go dumb I'ma up on the Jets, make 'em run Catch lil' Flash, I'ma click till it's done Like some zaza, we gon' get em bunned Talk about knocka's, bitch, we got a ton Dummy got poked, they hit him in his lungs Yellow got popped like a perc' now he runtz So many dead niggas all in this blunt I'm on Douglass, where the fuck the Sweeps Tryna knock a nigga off his feet Oh they right there, I bet I make a scene Off a yerk, I get active and turn on the beam New green beam, I got it for the Gz Kenzo the Balla, bitch, I'm super Sleeze Last nigga was dissing now he in a splee Headtap, neck shots, no way he could breathe Oh them niggas think I'm not on that, bet Hop out, leave 'em flat no door mat Bitch I love my knocka, I can't toss that Oh he not ballin' out, that nigga off that Get up on him, hit him in his ball cap Dead opps punching, got a nigga too smacked It's like every month, it's a new pack That's a 150 nigga, I'ma shoot that I'm with TG tryna get 'em drenched He thought he was ballin', now he on a bench That nigga dead I can tell by the stench I'ma flock if they give me an inch Smokin' on Nay, Crush, Krimz Roll up the Fries and mix it with the Nick And no you not spinning the 5th All them niggas lying, just tryna get lit SDot Go, like who the fuck is you? Like, just came outside in 2022 Most of these characters dissing is new Where they come from, I don't got a clue Pass me the blicky, Flock, you better move F-Fuck Lil Key, he got put on the news Pass me the .9, I got tired of the booth Pussy got flocked in head acting loose Off a 30, spinning, moving Sleezy I'm on the O's like where the fuck is Wiki? I'm tryna hop out, get 'em PD'd Just know the knocks out, when you see me Being 5th to the Sev ain't easy You better get up on 'em, do 'em greasy GBG, pop out, with my Ewie's We making movies like we on the TV Dropping the Makk, you done made a mistake I don't care if he Whoopty, Trendy, or he Ape I don't care if he Crip, I catch him he a plate We go Dummy, we go brazy when we on the 8 He tried to get low but I seen his face It ain't nowhere to run, we caught 'em at the Gates I got to spraying like it was some mace Shoulda seen how the hollows rearranged his face On the Gates and we tryna go dumb I'ma up on the Jets, make 'em run Catch Lil Flash, I'ma click till it's done Like some zaza, we gon' get 'em bunned Talkin' 'bout knocka's, bitch, we got a ton Dummy got poked, they hit him in his lungs Yellow got popped like a perc' now he runtz So many dead niggas all in this blunt I'm on Douglas, where the fuck the Sweeps Tryna knock a nigga off his feet Oh they right there, bet I make a scene Off a yerk, I get active and turn on the beam New green beam, I got it for the Gz Kenzo the Balla, bitch, I'm super Sleeze Last nigga was dissing now he in a splee Headtap, neck shots, no way he could breathe