Knocked Off! lyrics
by Lil Playah
[Intro: OnlyBino]
(Uh)
Watch out, watch out 'fore you get popped off, yeah
They know we be drippin' like some hot sauce (Uh)
And lil' b*tch, I'm tryna f*ck, tryna get my rocks off
We know you pus*y, boy, do not start (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: OnlyBino]
My n*ggas is ridin' with choppers, let's get it, you knocked off, uh
All of that cap for the 'Gram even though we know you not hard, uh (Yeah)
These n*ggas sweet like some candy, or maybe some Pop-Tarts, uh
Me and Lil Playah be livin' like we were some rockstars, uh (Uh)
AP bustdown, oh
For you I don't give a f*ck now, oh
You done really lost my trust now, huh
Got so high, can't get the f*ck down, oh (Yeah)
[Verse 1: OnlyBino]
VVS diamonds, I need me a floatie
[?] her ride on my di*k and that pus*y so wet, got me feel like I'm boating
I popped a percocet today and I swear they be havin' me feel like I'm floating, uh
But I know it's bad for me, uh, I know it's sad to see, uh
These n*ggas mad at me, uh, I'm livin' lavishly, uh
I get a bag to speak, but I don't call it that casually
There is no n*gga as rad as me, uh, stop it, you can't
Laugh at these n*ggas while I walk to the bank
Ahead of these n*ggas, on top of the rank
[Chorus: OnlyBino & Lil Playah]
My n*ggas is ridin' with choppers, let's get it, you knocked off, uh
All of that cap for the 'Gram even though we know you not hard, uh (Yeah)
These n*ggas sweet like some candy, or maybe some Pop-Tarts, uh
Me and Lil Playah be livin' like we were some rockstars, uh (Uh)
AP bustdown, oh
For you I don't give a f*ck now, oh
You done really lost my trust now, huh
Got so high, can't get the f*ck down, oh (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Playah]
(Yeah) Way back then, I used to be lonely
I picked up a mic, I got off my ass and now I got b*tches all on me (Yeah)
They see that I'm up and not goin' down, yeah, they wanna be homies (Damn)
Isn't that sad to see? (Yeah)
I got them mad at me (Yeah)
Isn't it hard to believe? I'm on to better things (Yeah)
I lost 'em in the sauce, yeah, I know they envy me
Pockets on Rick Ross, I can't fit it in my jeans
Had to be my own boss, but you don't know what I mean
[Chorus: OnlyBino]
My n*ggas is ridin' with choppers, let's get it, you knocked off, uh
All of that cap for the 'Gram even though we know you not hard, uh (Yeah)
These n*ggas sweet like some candy, or maybe some Pop-Tarts, uh
Me and Lil Playah be livin' like we were some rockstars, uh (Uh)
AP bustdown, oh
For you I don't give a f*ck now, oh
You done really lost my trust now, huh
Got so high, can't get the f*ck down, oh