Break the Knob
Ticking time bomb dynamite I'm about to go off
I done glowed up and now they want to turn my glow off
I just do my thing I don't even be trying to show off
Im always going hard after I come I still don't go soft
Thats just how I do what I do every time I do it
Them dogs might chase the cat but me no I can not pursue it
Im a whole different specie though you already knew it
Try to stop me I hit the truck stick that's a dually
Yeap a 4 by 4
Clip long as a 2 by 4
Stay repping that 2 Dot 4
My stars is 6 point 0
My bars a few below
Sub zero I know you cold
So frost bite with the flow
This cold come through the coat
No it ain't warming up unless i bring out the heat
Acting juvenile will leave your ass 400 degrees
I know make these niggas sick look at them sniffle and sneeze
Now it's time get in closer make it to hard breathe
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
Yea Watch me gone turn it up
My niggas gone turn it up
My bitch gone turn it up
Aint no turning down when i turn up
They brought it to they self but niggas want to play the victim now. Been showing my intelligence, ima have to get ignorant now
Fuck these haters no intercourse Tryna listen to my inner voice
Before I get down off my high horse Make nina sing til that bitch hoarse. We can box it out like to go orders. Just the cross the line like a state border
Let ya conduct get up outta order We gone put you in like a plate order
Get to wilding out like im nick canon
Strapped up with a big canon
No highpoints it aint no jamming Sit your ass down if you can't stand me
I know they dont want me to ball Know these suckas want to see me fall
Know they hate to see that foreign crawl
Know they hate I'm still standing tall
But What you expect from a real one
Fuck a bad bitch I need a real one Niggas think they sick I'm the ill one
Ask your big homie im a trill one
Im on the grind I cant get off
Aint shit outchea that I can't get off On my paper route like young dolph
I can put you on or I can break you off
Thats just the north in my veins mane
Little rock been gang gang
Like Craig daddy we bang bang Free the real ones out the chain gang
And you know
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
Yea Watch me gone turn it up
My niggas gone turn it up
My bitch gone turn it up
Aint no turning down when i turn up
I done glowed up and now they want to turn my glow off
I just do my thing I don't even be trying to show off
Im always going hard after I come I still don't go soft
Thats just how I do what I do every time I do it
Them dogs might chase the cat but me no I can not pursue it
Im a whole different specie though you already knew it
Try to stop me I hit the truck stick that's a dually
Yeap a 4 by 4
Clip long as a 2 by 4
Stay repping that 2 Dot 4
My stars is 6 point 0
My bars a few below
Sub zero I know you cold
So frost bite with the flow
This cold come through the coat
No it ain't warming up unless i bring out the heat
Acting juvenile will leave your ass 400 degrees
I know make these niggas sick look at them sniffle and sneeze
Now it's time get in closer make it to hard breathe
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
Yea Watch me gone turn it up
My niggas gone turn it up
My bitch gone turn it up
Aint no turning down when i turn up
They brought it to they self but niggas want to play the victim now. Been showing my intelligence, ima have to get ignorant now
Fuck these haters no intercourse Tryna listen to my inner voice
Before I get down off my high horse Make nina sing til that bitch hoarse. We can box it out like to go orders. Just the cross the line like a state border
Let ya conduct get up outta order We gone put you in like a plate order
Get to wilding out like im nick canon
Strapped up with a big canon
No highpoints it aint no jamming Sit your ass down if you can't stand me
I know they dont want me to ball Know these suckas want to see me fall
Know they hate to see that foreign crawl
Know they hate I'm still standing tall
But What you expect from a real one
Fuck a bad bitch I need a real one Niggas think they sick I'm the ill one
Ask your big homie im a trill one
Im on the grind I cant get off
Aint shit outchea that I can't get off On my paper route like young dolph
I can put you on or I can break you off
Thats just the north in my veins mane
Little rock been gang gang
Like Craig daddy we bang bang Free the real ones out the chain gang
And you know
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
They want to turn it up
So I got to turn it up
Yea Watch me gone turn it up
My niggas gone turn it up
My bitch gone turn it up
Aint no turning down when i turn up
Credits
Writer(s): Billy Wilson Jr
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