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Knockout (feat. YRT Dave) Video (MV)




Performed By: YRT Swervs
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Fernando Galvan, David Rivera




YRT Swervs - Knockout (feat. YRT Dave) Lyrics
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I remember I was pouring lean, niggas love the wok
Out here smoking on this dope nigga, that exotic pot
Nigga talking crazy, so I had to get his dumb ass dropped
If you got a problem with me, you can find me getting topped
Spazzing on these beats, damn, I think a nigga gotta stop
One hoe getting boring, damn, I think a nigga gotta swap
If a nigga want some static, we gon' let that pistol pop
I ain't even have to shoot that many times till a nigga drop
I ain't even have to pay that much for a brand new chop
I'm so invested in the dope game, I be buying like a stock
How the f*ck you gon' get married to a dirty little bop
You trying to kiss her when she giving other niggas slop
She sucking dick like she sucking on a lollipop
I'm giving niggas fades like I work inside a barber shop
I'm always selling dope and I ain't never finna stop
I ain't never finna stop like an automatic chop
The bitch pussy trash, so I had to hit the f*cking block
Highest in the room, got me feeling like an astronaut
Highest in the room, got me feeling like I'm Travis Scott
Rolled up on that nigga, had to get his stupid ass got
Rolled up on that nigga, had to cook his ass like a pot
Like you Indian, on your forehead it's a red dot
Fat ass nigga, tripped and fell Shit, I think his foot got caught
I'm a broke nigga, I always double check the price
My Asian nigga, Derrick cook you like some rice
My fiend was shakin ass for a zip like Ice Spice
I just robbed a nigga for two bands shooting dice
I got hollow tips, they can blow a nigga brain out
The bitch left that nigga cause he got her worn out
Every time we hungry yea my nigga, bring that takeout
Every time we need that money, I be selling like a girl scout
Threw my ass in the pen, now I gotta break out
F*cked his bitch till the morning, but her legs gave out
I can make a nigga disappear like he's white out
There's a certain nigga we don't talk to, he a sellout
I'm so disappointed in you head ass nigga
Switching up for some pussy, are you dead ass nigga
You still haven't f*cked any pussy, is you dead ass nigga
How the f*ck I get some pussy and I'm an ugly ass nigga
F*cking on a thot, but I might just call her wife
Nigga tripping on a bitch, go re-evaluate your life
I just stabbed a nigga with a big old kitchen knife
If a nigga reaching, I'ma send him to the afterlife
Blunt got my eyes real low like I'm Chinese
Poke a nigga like I'm trying to give his ass an IV
I just ate my girl's pussy and it's spicy
That nigga gay, suckin dick like a icee
Pint of red, bout to drop it in this f*cking sprite
Bouta feed this hoe my dick, told that bitch open wide
Caught a nigga slipping once or twice at the green light
We some ghetto boys, but we stay out in the east side
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I remember I was pouring lean, niggas love the wok
Out here smoking on this dope nigga, that exotic pot
Nigga talking crazy, so I had to get his dumb ass dropped
If you got a problem with me, you can find me getting topped
Spazzing on these beats, damn, I think a nigga gotta stop
One hoe getting boring, damn, I think a nigga gotta swap
If a nigga want some static, we gon' let that pistol pop
I ain't even have to shoot that many times till a nigga drop
I ain't even have to pay that much for a brand new chop
I'm so invested in the dope game, I be buying like a stock
How the f*ck you gon' get married to a dirty little bop
You trying to kiss her when she giving other niggas slop
She sucking dick like she sucking on a lollipop
I'm giving niggas fades like I work inside a barber shop
I'm always selling dope and I ain't never finna stop
I ain't never finna stop like an automatic chop
The bitch pussy trash, so I had to hit the f*cking block
Highest in the room, got me feeling like an astronaut
Highest in the room, got me feeling like I'm Travis Scott
Rolled up on that nigga, had to get his stupid ass got
Rolled up on that nigga, had to cook his ass like a pot
Like you Indian, on your forehead it's a red dot
Fat ass nigga, tripped and fell Shit, I think his foot got caught
I'm a broke nigga, I always double check the price
My Asian nigga, Derrick cook you like some rice
My fiend was shakin ass for a zip like Ice Spice
I just robbed a nigga for two bands shooting dice
I got hollow tips, they can blow a nigga brain out
The bitch left that nigga cause he got her worn out
Every time we hungry yea my nigga, bring that takeout
Every time we need that money, I be selling like a girl scout
Threw my ass in the pen, now I gotta break out
F*cked his bitch till the morning, but her legs gave out
I can make a nigga disappear like he's white out
There's a certain nigga we don't talk to, he a sellout
I'm so disappointed in you head ass nigga
Switching up for some pussy, are you dead ass nigga
You still haven't f*cked any pussy, is you dead ass nigga
How the f*ck I get some pussy and I'm an ugly ass nigga
F*cking on a thot, but I might just call her wife
Nigga tripping on a bitch, go re-evaluate your life
I just stabbed a nigga with a big old kitchen knife
If a nigga reaching, I'ma send him to the afterlife
Blunt got my eyes real low like I'm Chinese
Poke a nigga like I'm trying to give his ass an IV
I just ate my girl's pussy and it's spicy
That nigga gay, suckin dick like a icee
Pint of red, bout to drop it in this f*cking sprite
Bouta feed this hoe my dick, told that bitch open wide
Caught a nigga slipping once or twice at the green light
We some ghetto boys, but we stay out in the east side
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Writer: Fernando Galvan, David Rivera
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