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Knocked Off (feat. Birdman)

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I'm gon' beat that pussy up just like a champion

I'm a beast inside these streets like a barbarian

Told my baby next February we married

We laughin' at these pussy boys, they're so hilarious

I might get her knocked off, pull some spaghetti strings

I might get her knocked off for a double sealed pint of lean

I might get her knocked off while I pull a bank scheme

I might get her knocked off for just tryna join the teamYeah, we roll these bitches like they centipedes

We get this money, flip some honeys then we blow some Gs

I gave her life and then I showed her Bs

We fucked the world but now we overseas

Inside of the car, we stashed a hundred bricks

We put it down and hit the town, we 'bout the money trips

Wait, the ice is rollin' cause we're rollin', bitch

Flakes, the dope is cola cause we're polar, bitch

I answer the call and put her right beside me

Two, we 'bout that woop like them brand new Spyders

Keep your mouth closed, boy, cause we're aimin' fire

I just might one night her, show love and wife her

I'm bangin' green like the lizard in Geico

I pull up and wet you, burn your top like Michael

I got bullets bigger than fingers in rifles

It's big Bs with a hundred Gs in each one of my pocketsI'm gon' beat that pussy up just like a champion

I'm a beast inside these streets like a barbarian

Told my baby next February we married

We laughin' at these pussy boys, they're so hilarious

I might get her knocked off, pull some spaghetti strings

I might get her knocked off for a double sealed pint of lean

I might get her knocked off while I pull a bank scheme

I might get her knocked off for just tryna join the teamI'm not gon' pass, I'ma smash 'em

She want that nut so I blast her

My Bentley grey like a pastor

Whippin' that snow, no Alaska

Good head, she got her masters

Shawty a long way from dumb

Your money flat like a plasma

Good kush, smoke is the bomb

I drink that Act while you be drinkin' red

I don't fall in love, I run over it instead

Like, bobble, that bitch go head

I'm like, "lil baby, I don't know your kid"

I keep my pistol I'll give you the lead

They 3 deep I call 'em Ed, Edd and Eddy

Baby take a picture, that photo cred

She make me lean back like a sofa bitchI'm gon' beat that pussy up just like a champion

I'm a beast inside these streets like a barbarian

Told my baby next February we married

We laughin' at these pussy boys, they're so hilarious

I might get her knocked off, pull some spaghetti strings

I might get her knocked off for a double sealed pint of lean

I might get her knocked off while I pull a bank scheme

I might get her knocked off for just tryna join the team

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