Knock by Tiny Tin Lyrics
Intro:
Ay!
Chorus:
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Verse 1:
We're right at your city, we blowin' up cities
I'm feeling like Ski Mask, call me "He Diddy"
Give me all of the grenades, ah yes, I am ready
Throwin' all the grenades, I'm feeling like Otis
MLG shooter, i'm ready to shoot you all
Yeah, you players don't even know how to ball
Why are these bitches keep giving me a call?
Yeah, I swear these bitches gon' make my fall
Chorus:
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Verse 2:
I ain't gonna steal that motherfucking shit
Maybe you shut up and go eat a dirt, you did?
Okay, I'm gonna give you a sandwich and give you a hit
I ain't gonna mess you up, I ain't gonna mess a kid
Bitch, I can't hear you, I've been in the radio
I'm rapping my lyrics, yeah bitch, call me daddy, oh
I'm punching through obstacles, yes, I'm a baddy, oh
What are you doing outside? Get in my Caddy, oh
Chorus:
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Outro:
Ay!
Ay!
Chorus:
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Verse 1:
We're right at your city, we blowin' up cities
I'm feeling like Ski Mask, call me "He Diddy"
Give me all of the grenades, ah yes, I am ready
Throwin' all the grenades, I'm feeling like Otis
MLG shooter, i'm ready to shoot you all
Yeah, you players don't even know how to ball
Why are these bitches keep giving me a call?
Yeah, I swear these bitches gon' make my fall
Chorus:
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Verse 2:
I ain't gonna steal that motherfucking shit
Maybe you shut up and go eat a dirt, you did?
Okay, I'm gonna give you a sandwich and give you a hit
I ain't gonna mess you up, I ain't gonna mess a kid
Bitch, I can't hear you, I've been in the radio
I'm rapping my lyrics, yeah bitch, call me daddy, oh
I'm punching through obstacles, yes, I'm a baddy, oh
What are you doing outside? Get in my Caddy, oh
Chorus:
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Knock off your bitch, I was feeling too good
This beat is so sick, what the fuck is up, dude?
I'ma beat this bitch up, I'm tryna be rude
Beating all the bitches, yeah, I should
Outro:
Ay!