歌词
(I said, it's the Knottie, what the fuck goin' on, that nigga, how we gettin' it)
(How you niggas wanna play it)
How it is, nigga, we done really did this shit plenty times
I'm too poured up, real drugs, you measure by the line
That bitch throw up, she hella nasty, she can't get my time
I bet the Knots go up, I'm beatin' you niggas to the finish line
Hold on, nigga, throw your knot up, hold on, hold your glock up
I'm like Melo Ball on, Chino Hills these niggas, they can't stop us
Yeah, the crib nice, still in the heart of the projects
This shit don't happen overnight, my nigga, it's a process
They gon' play it like they never heard you, trust me, but they watchin
I won't never have to serve you, just to come across some profit
We some six-figure niggas, we ain't even make it to college
I don't gotta up it on your bitch, she know the Knots he got it
Like who you bankin' with, I'll stuff that piece right in my pocket
These niggas, they be hatin, speak on team, cause they can't shop with us
Yo, bag, be hella little to see that shit, I need binoculars
How you don't got no money, bruh, I think you the imposter
This some new Sev, just some shit that you can vibe to
You can't trust my niggas, I can't lie, they my rob you
They like, Sev, where you goin? Shit, I'm headed to the top, too
I had to tell this bitch I got a new bitch and it's not You
How it is, nigga, we done really did this shit plenty times
I'm too poured up, real drugs, you measure by the line
That bitch throw up, she hella nasty, she can't get my time
I bet the Knots go up, I'm beatin' you niggas to the finish line
Hold on, nigga, throw your knot up, hold on, hold your glock up
I'm like Melo Ball on, Chino Hills these niggas, they can't stop us
Yeah, the crib nice, still in the heart of the projects
This shit don't happen overnight, my nigga, it's a process
I could sing to your bitch or I could sing to the bank
Scat, body big as fuck, this a rear wheel drive tank
Most these niggas, sweet like candy, got some sugar in they tank
Bad bitches drink brandy, they don't like no Chardonnay
Shawty tried to spin the kid again, I'm sorry it's too late
I'm so tired of livin' in Oregon, let's move the Knation out of state
All that biting the hand, that's supporting, now you runnin' out of Pape
These ain't no Jordans, these some shit that Kanye made
(These ain't no Jordans, these some shit that Kanye made)
(All that bite in the hand, that's supporting, now you runnin' out of Pape)