Knotz Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye

Smoking on pot

Bad bitch on me steady all on my top

Said she trynna' slide up on me like Crocs

No custodian, she just wanna mop

I say later cause I’m trynna' get guap

Boy Scouts, girl I need to get knots

I like you but I like money a lot

In the stu' we whip it up like it's rock

Aye yeah, we chasing a bag

Goofy nigga why the fuck is you mad

Can’t be sitting 'round this bitch looking sad

Hit the gas or go and get you some ass

Needs bands in the coupe, no I won’t crash

Guns & roses for my bitches, I’m Slash

I get to ball then I pass like I’m Nash

In this bitch we got it bumping no rash

Aye yeah

Nobody can stop me

Single-handedly or even a posse

If I’m fuckin on her and she a thottie

Then I wont look her in her eyes like Itachi

Too On, but bitch I ain’t Tinashe

Two phones, for the plug and the thotties

Group Home, the hoes come just to watch me like Newborns, they be tryin to to pop me!

My name Phan, it ain’t DRAM or lil yachty

But a nigga got a bunch of that broccoli

Shawty want me, steady winkin; kakashi

Cus she know a nigga fly like apaches

Heard that I was the topic of they gossip

Funny thing is they ont not know nun bout me

Talkin bout me ain’t gone get em no profit

So why the fuck a nigga name in they mouthpiece

But I ain’t gone trip

all them shots is single dawg they just miss

To top it off, nun of y’all be on shit

Cus y’all be way too busy all up on dick

My bro got automatic all up on hip

He’ll have you broads and faggots all up on zip

Wit ya bitch and I’m callin her Tiny

You know why? Cus she all up on Tip

Aye aye

I’m Smokin on pot

Bad bitch want me steady all on my top

Said she trynna slide up on me like crocs

No custodian she just wanna mop

I say later cuz I’m trynna get guap

I like you but I like money a lot

Boy Scouts, girl I needa get knots

In the Stu we whip it up like its rock

Aye aye

We chasin a bag

Goofy nigga why the fuck is you mad

Can’t be sittin round this bitch lookin sad

hit the gas or go and get you some ass

Needs bands in da coupe, no I won’t crash

Guns & roses for my bitches, I’m Slash

I get to ball then i pass like I’m Nash

In this bitch we got it bumpin no rash