Knock Everybody Down lyrics
by Stunna Girl
Go get anybody we knock anybody down b*tch
Go get anybody we knock anybody down
Its up with anybody we ain't turning nothing down b*tch
We ain't turning nothing down
Go get anybody we knock anybody down
All I hear is crickets yall ain't nowhere to be found
But was talking all that greasy sh*t when I slid out of town
Perming thru apartments and im fanning b*tches down
Leave it in the streets why yall b*tches calling 12
Go get anybody we knock anybody down
It's up with anybody
We ain't turning nothing down
Go get anybody we ain't turning nothing down
b*tches di*kride everybody and they still can't come around
di*kriding ass hoes they be really sucking me
She just like her n*gga cause they both so in love with me
Schemin and finessing b*tch yo n*gga is a plug to me
Messy b*tch can't do sh*t without subbing me
I got b*tches linking up when they was just beefing had them b*tches robbing now yall in the club drinking
You clicked up with my crash dummies wtf you thinking
I already pressed play on you hoe why you speaking
b*tch yo n*gga hiding he can't come back to his block
Ol goofy ass b*tch
You getting used for a spot
All up in my DM tryna argue now you blocked
You ain't slick you tryna leave a paper trail for the cops
Then Drip me in Dior
Shake the chicken out yo n*gga
b*tch you better check the score
Shake the chicken out yo n*gga
Blocked 100 fake pages then you made 100 more
I'm in the Galleria maxing out yo n*gga Visa
Just left Saks with every pair designer sneaker
Samoan in my blood mixed with black and Latina
I'm a island girl pus*y sweeter than a margarita
b*tch I love Neimans million dollar meetings lil spoiled brat everyday its tax season
b*tches be depressed blood looking like they pheening
I pull up and I pull the hottest n*gga out your region
Crack open the cage free my n*ggas in the beacon
Suckas in my DM on my momma b*tch I'm geeking
Going money crazy now they thinking that Im vegan
You running out them stores
b*tch you broke you be theiving you broke you be theiving hoe you cappin bout yo life
I know you in real life b*tch you not about that life
Add my neck up and my wrist hoe you can't afford this ice
Nothing more nothing less
b*tch you just a BM
Can't do sh*t without the n*gga I dont need him
n*gga only claim the b*tch when its tax season
Thousand dollar bundles only wore it for the weekend
Go get anybody we knock anybody down