Knoccin

Got two chopsticcs like I'm Mr. Miyagi aye
All my kiccs fly but I don't do karate
Snap on these niggas I go dumb like Ouhboy
Spitting out fire got dragons inside me
But still gotta keep the heater beside me
It's either die trying or get Rich like Roddy aye

I was on the trap yea
Putting the grind in ay
I was on the trap ay ay
Putting the time in yea
I was on the trap hell yea it was knoccin
I met a nigga that sold me some gas
The next week niggas shot off his noggin ay
I was on the trap yea
Putting the grind in ay
I was on the trap ay ay
Putting the time in yea
I was on the trap hell yea it was knoccin
I met a nigga that sold me some gas
The next week niggas shot off his noggin

Shit too cold
Know a young nigga had to get it in the snow
Plays on the hard I was hitting on the low
I was banging and you did even know
I kept the drugs up in my under armor
Bopping off when I seen twelve hit the corner
When I walk by smell scent of marijuana
Made da feens come bacc around like karma
Cuz got the forty when it hit you a goner
Knocc ya ass off Just like Adijah Palmer
I cannot play around about my dollars
You know I go off like a suicidal bomber
I gotta hustle like I'm Shawn Carter
The game is so dirty I had to move smarter
I was on the trap with the sauce like tarter
Had to double up so a nigga went harder ay

I was on the trap yea
Putting the grind in ay
I was on the trap ay ay
Putting the time in yea
I was on the trap hell yea it was knoccin
I met a nigga that sold me some gas
The next week niggas shot off his noggin ay
I was on the trap yea
Putting the grind in ay
I was on the trap ay ay
Putting the time in yea
I was on the trap, hell yea it was knoccin
I met a nigga that sold me some gas
The next week niggas shot off his noggin

I was in the trap aye
Selling marijuana
Shawty wanna eat this dick ay
And Benihana's
Stay in the trap gotta stacc the cheese
I keep the rake but I cannot leave
Say they want smoke but this ain't no weed
Get it off the muscle like Mr.T ha

Tsunami
Spinning spinning early morning
Tryna catch him slipping
While he in his house yawning
Lay him down get the weed and the money
I think I'm bout to call this bitch and put some dicc off in her tummy

Ay, I was on the trap yea
Putting the grind in ay
I was on the trap ay ay
Putting the time in yea
I was on the trap hell yea it was knoccin
I met a nigga that sold me some gas
The next week niggas shot off his noggin



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Writer(s): Rohan Carnegie Jr
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