Broken Knobs

Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Aye
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Aye

I run up in the bank and cash out right away
I am that guy what the fuck can I say
I kept it on the low now I'm ready to blow
People on the bandwagon want a slice of the cake
Aim thru the scope pink misting a nigga
Yo bitch hit my phone she was missing a nigga
Let it be known if he dissing a nigga when I pull up on him Ima dismember the nigga
Pull down the door sitting way in the air
Getting head from a whore while I play in her hair
Put me on floor Ima score all day
Them niggas on the sideline like to say it ain't fair
Yea

If you got beef, fuck it fillet it then
I make money, I don't make amends
You wanna take from me, that's the greatest sin
To take from me, there ain't a greater sin
Holy shit, we in the club now
Holy shit, I feel it coming down
Holy fuck, we got them guns out
Holy shit, that's a man down
They wanna hand out, I'm like nah bro
We too turnt up, that fucking knob broke
They wanna hand out, I'm like nah bro
We too turnt up, that fucking knob broke

Saw my dad like once a year maybe
He would hug moms and tell her she looked amazing
He was really good at selling you fake sneakers
Back when people had the phone clips and the beepers
I was beating off to my teacher Mrs Peterson
Now I get topped in my shell-toe Adidas
I'm old school like the jumpsuits from Adidas
Challenging the team get you quickly defeated
You know we off the chain like a dog in the hood
Yea I done came around taking off with the music
I can't get caught up in the murdering game
But I got a few guys who would offer to do it

If you got beef, fuck it fillet it then
I make money, I don't make amends
You wanna take from me, that's the greatest sin
To take from me, there ain't a greater sin
Holy shit, we in the club now
Holy shit, I feel it coming down
Holy fuck, we got them guns out
Holy shit, that's a man down
They wanna hand out, I'm like nah bro
We too turnt up, that fucking knob broke
They wanna hand out, I'm like nah bro
We too turnt up, that fucking knob broke

Shit, I mean
It's really hard to stop partying
It's so hard to stop partying

I just wanna ball like Brittney in 07'
Kobe with the fro I'm better with more pressure
Only do a show if the dough look special
But I can't go if they say no weapons
Shit, the G-19 mandatory
If I let them fly they'll probably land on ya
Baby hit my line if he cancel plans on ya
Fuck a nigga right I'll throw some bands on ya
Thirty-milligram adderall no sleep
Staying woke thumbing thru the dead homies
And now everybody pretending to know me
The coupe black and red like niggas with nosebleeds

If you got beef, fuck it fillet it then
I make money, I don't make amends
You wanna take from me, that's the greatest sin
To take from me, there ain't a greater sin
Holy shit, we in the club now
Holy shit, I feel it coming down
Holy fuck, we got them guns out
Holy shit, that's a man down
They wanna hand out, I'm like nah bro
We too turnt up, that fucking knob broke
They wanna hand out, I'm like nah bro
We too turnt up, that fucking knob broke