Knock Knock
Yeah, uh, uh (whoa)
Nina, uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, yeah
Let's go Faygo
(We love you, Tecca)
Knock-knock, who's there at the door right now?
Yeah, if you don't open that ho, we gon' kick it down
I had to grab my five, it's time to step inside
When I came around that corner, that boy almost cried
No, I promise I'm not hard to play, yeah
Young nigga tryna stack up his cake, yeah
Benihana, baby, that's my kinda date, yeah
Ex wanna love me, but it's too late now
Sorry, lil' mama, I cannot save ya
Boys got did, try it, we change ya
You tried to shoot me in the heart with laser
That turned me into a Hell Raiser
I'm tryna rack up and skrrt in a Tesla
Baby on my dick, she say, "Faygo, you next up"
That lil' nigga reckless, tryna rob me at a checkout
Niggas tryna be cool 'cause that beat by my nigga Tecca
No, I don't wanna have to stretch her
She gon' flirt in front of her nigga
She like, "Faygo, you getting bigger"
I remember when you was a lil' nigga"
Boy, I got stripes like that boy Tigger
No, you don't be pulling no triggers
Don't wanna have the blick up on a body
Don't know why these niggas steady wanna try me
Uh, da-di-da-di-da-di-da-di
I knew shorty was a thottie
She tryna take off in a Masi'
Counting this guap like I hit a lottery
Wait a minute, stay quiet please
You said that you would ride for me
Now that you see me glow up
Hold up, now you down for me
Knock-knock, who's there at the door right now?
Yeah, if you don't open that ho, we gon' kick it down
I had to grab my five, it's time to step inside
When I came around that corner, that boy almost cried
No, I promise I'm not hard to play, yeah
Young nigga tryna stack up his cake, yeah
Benihana, baby, that's my kinda date, yeah
Ex wanna love me, but it's too late now
Sorry, lil' mama, I cannot save ya
Boys got did, try it, we change ya
You tried to shoot me in the heart with laser
That turned me into a Hell Raiser
Nina, uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, yeah
Let's go Faygo
(We love you, Tecca)
Knock-knock, who's there at the door right now?
Yeah, if you don't open that ho, we gon' kick it down
I had to grab my five, it's time to step inside
When I came around that corner, that boy almost cried
No, I promise I'm not hard to play, yeah
Young nigga tryna stack up his cake, yeah
Benihana, baby, that's my kinda date, yeah
Ex wanna love me, but it's too late now
Sorry, lil' mama, I cannot save ya
Boys got did, try it, we change ya
You tried to shoot me in the heart with laser
That turned me into a Hell Raiser
I'm tryna rack up and skrrt in a Tesla
Baby on my dick, she say, "Faygo, you next up"
That lil' nigga reckless, tryna rob me at a checkout
Niggas tryna be cool 'cause that beat by my nigga Tecca
No, I don't wanna have to stretch her
She gon' flirt in front of her nigga
She like, "Faygo, you getting bigger"
I remember when you was a lil' nigga"
Boy, I got stripes like that boy Tigger
No, you don't be pulling no triggers
Don't wanna have the blick up on a body
Don't know why these niggas steady wanna try me
Uh, da-di-da-di-da-di-da-di
I knew shorty was a thottie
She tryna take off in a Masi'
Counting this guap like I hit a lottery
Wait a minute, stay quiet please
You said that you would ride for me
Now that you see me glow up
Hold up, now you down for me
Knock-knock, who's there at the door right now?
Yeah, if you don't open that ho, we gon' kick it down
I had to grab my five, it's time to step inside
When I came around that corner, that boy almost cried
No, I promise I'm not hard to play, yeah
Young nigga tryna stack up his cake, yeah
Benihana, baby, that's my kinda date, yeah
Ex wanna love me, but it's too late now
Sorry, lil' mama, I cannot save ya
Boys got did, try it, we change ya
You tried to shoot me in the heart with laser
That turned me into a Hell Raiser
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Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, Andre Dontrel Burt
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