No Knucklin Up lyrics

[Intro: Sha Gz]
(Jwayisthetruth)
(Ayo, Cris, pour me up)
Grrah, grrah

[Chorus: Sha Gz]
Like, I catch Dougie, he gon' get the belt
n*gga should’ve have died, why the f*ck they ain't help?
n*gga, don't try to run and get downed
Like Rondo, once I get the shot off like twelve
I start buggin’ once I hear the bell
Bet the .40 start barkin' once I get the rell
Get to dumpin,' now I'm droppin' shells
Get to flockin', n*gga almost fell

[Verse 1: Sha Gz]
Get the ball, I'ma dribble like Tatum
Get it right in thе paint like I'm Davis
b*tch, I’m like Kobe, I’m clutch
Wе gon' turn that boy into a patient
Grab my gun, I’m not waitin'
Bet the .40 start buggin' once I get to sprayin'
Get the drop, we gon’ kick down the door where he layin'
We gon' shoot at his mother or anyone stayin'
Like, and I don't give a f*ck
Got my G, ain't no knucklin' up
Bunny hop in this b*tch when my gun is untucked
We gon' wipe up his nose if he think that he tough
[Bridge: Sha Gz]
Like, and I don't give a f*ck
Got my G, ain't no knucklin' up
Bunny hop in this b*tch when my gun is untucked
We gon' wipe up his nose if he think that he tough

[Verse 2: Sha Gz]
Like, and we on Monterey
I done flicked on that block broad day
One n*gga shot, two n*ggas sprayed
And when the ambulance got him, he couldn't be saved
Get the ball, I'ma dribble like Tatum
Get it right in the paint like I'm Davis
b*tch, I'm like Kobe, I'm clutch
We gon' turn that boy into a patient
Grab my gun, I'm not waitin'
Bet the .40 start buggin' once I get to sprayin'
Get the drop, we gon' kick down the door where he layin'
We gon' shoot at his mother or anyone stayin'

[Verse 3: Yus Gz]
Wait, Sha, you don't gotta chase him
Put the beam on the G, watch my sh*t get to flamin'
Throwin' from both ways, f*ck is he thinkin'?
Notti dead, gang, he panting (Baow, baow, baow)
Get to flickin' my G, I don't care where I'm aimin'
Like, if the cops on the block, I don't care, I'm still flamin'
Put the dot on his head just to see if he would [?]
He got hit in his leg, he started Harlem Shakin'
He got hit with the G, n*gga thought he was bussin'
Like, he should've been dead with his cousin
He tryna push up? Bet, rush him
Like, br-brodie gon' hop out and dust him
Flick on my G, I don't care if they runnin'
Make him pick up his feet, n*ggas know how we gunnin'
Make him duck with a beam, just in case if we huntin'
Baow, baow, baow, baow
[Verse 4: Nesty Gzz]
f*ck E with the Dot, like (Everything dead)
Hold on, I mean E-D-O-T
Like, 150K, I was droppin' the L'zzz
Like, word to my deads, I was smoking on Sheek
Like, bend through with like five YGz
b*tch, it's still blitz on the Munnas
Like, Winter an opp, I'ma smack that b*tch
I'm playin' it cool 'cause I still wanna f*ck her
She a line? I'ma throw up, like (Hold on)
That's word to my mother (Like, let's make it hot, turn it into summer)
I be boppin' and [?] 'cause I'm waitin' for Gunna (Yeah)
I catch Mhady, gon' pick him
Setty a rat (Suck my di*k), how you tell on your brother?
Get to flickin', I go with the rhythm
Like, I get to up it and dump, he a runner
Like, we smoke Naz, Rip, Butta
Huh, Roscoe was duckin' for cover
Like, JB, Tank, Sin, sh*t, three dead Makks got put in the gutter

[Chorus: Sha Gz]
Like, I catch Dougie, he gon' get the belt
n*gga should've have died, why the f*ck they ain't help?
n*gga, don't try to run and get downed
Like Rondo, once I get the shot off like twelve
I start buggin' once I hear the bell
Bet the .40 start barkin' once I get the rell
Get to dumpin,' now I'm droppin' shells
Get to flockin', n*gga almost fell
[Outro: Sha Gz]
Don't run