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Yung Knight

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Ima pop out on the opps tonight
Take all that shit and I mop the fight 
Running off gotta go catch the flight 
Air that bitch out and I take yo life 
They call me the man but bitch i'm the devil 
Can't none of y'all even get on my level 
Dig up yo grave and I hide the shovel 
You should kno better don't mess with the hustle 

And I been balling like i'm russell westbrook
Running up on me get u hit w a left hook
No ian playing you can go and check my record 
Come around yung knight n you'll end up on a stretcher 
Guccis on my feet lil bitch these ain't sketchers 
Try n test me ian bubbling no answers 
Pull up to yo door give u smoke u got cancer 
Diamonds on my neck n vvs's on my bezel

I'll be looking like young thug in a dress have me pop out with the choppa 
Get yo addy pull up at yo door greet everyone send you to the foster
Don't bring yo bitch around me she cute next thing you know you lost her 
Flying to italy get me a check whip it up learn how to make pasta 

Me and my bros we toten the choppas
Suck on my dick yo bitch call me papa
City to city they callin me hoppa 
Taking my girl out we eating the lobsta 

Call me what u want but u can't call me broke
Pull up to yo block w da sticks who want smoke 
You calling up yo girl like where is this hoe
But she can not answer got dick in her throat 
All of my demons dey ready to blow
My choppa is pointed at u n yo bro
40 w a dick n I keep it on go
Dem hoes used to laugh but it isn't a joke 
Got love for my bloods and love for my locs
Better have yo ID ima split down yo nose 
Saw the red ski mask now you is froze
Try n hit me you gon hear from my bros 
Smoke on this wood and ima pour me a four 
Say you want smoke you gon hear this bitch blow 
Never trust a soul cuz ima set you wit this hoe 
Taking yo chains and definitely yo dough 

I been said this before ion want beef 
But if you do ima smoke you like  keef
Rolling a eighth in this honey berry leaf 
I be juggin n finessing call me a thief 

Two two three, fourty five, five point five six
Glock on my side you kno we don't miss
Don't trust a bitch i don't want no kids 
Put some holes in yo back now you looking like swiss 
Stacking up paper from serving these bricks
It's none of my business but i'm all in the mix
Ran up on you cuz I like them new kicks 
All of this money it came from the licks 

Push up on a jitt now he running like i'm it 
Just took his bitch now he throwing a fit
T'd up in this party you kno we stay lit 
She sucking my dick got me cleaning up spit 
She do what I say I told that bitch sit
Stick by my side cuz you know I won't quit 
If you want beef you know we gon hit
Calling me stupid but I know I got wit

Run up run up run up on a hoe 
Pop him in the back and take all his dough 
I cannot fold so i stay ten toes
Hit you in da neck wit the glock you gon choke 
Titanic i'm icey my neck is on froze 
One call away i'm always on go
Yo brodie got robbed you a snitch so you told 
Aye, stupid hoe

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