B.T.K.O.

(album: Black Sheep 4 - 2019)

We gon' break the knob off
Two bad bitches in the cut with me, I'm moving like a mob boss
Draped in hot sauce
Y'all gon' talk that tough talk 'til it pop off
Fuck it, I'm dripping on 'em, shit trifling
In the 'rari with no license
I'm in their ear and this wasn't Mike Tyson
I pull up in this bitch, gon' bite shit
We gon' break the knob off
Two bad bitches in the cut with me, I'm moving like a mob boss
Fuck y'all broke, we get paid to drop off
Fake ass, we ain't gotta stay, we not soft
Just came back from the bluff
Might have to go cop me a brick off of Ralo
Maybe not though, the chain so big
When I step outside, silly hoes gon' follow
Break the knob off
Ever been so damn popping that your home boys pray you fall off?
That relationship you got to call off
All that hating shit gon' get the ball off
Where the money at?
Y'all just wanna wallow in the bullshit and, man, ain't no fun in that
I pull up to the spot with a hunnid racks (whoa)
And I run it like a running back

We gon' break the knob off
Two bad bitches in the cut with me, I'm moving like a mob boss
Draped in hot sauce
Y'all gon' talk that tough talk 'til it pop off
Pussy, yeah
And this shit, gon' pop off

Cut me the check
There ain't no need to check me, my main bitch is sexy
I whip out the lot in a Lexi, I'm balling, I should won an Espy
With all due respect, they address me
I told that lil bitch not to text me, hoe
We not from H-Town
But I go Lil Flip on a bitch who try bringing a snake 'round
I grew up, turned the bank to my playground
Turn your meeting to a shakedown
We gon' break the knob off
Just signed two million dollars worth of deals, I ain't taking time off
You is in the background, you ain't vital
Left the clique and had a downward spiral
Strange like a TEC-9
Yeah, I do all the checking, how you check mine?
I am pulling up outside of the jetline
Tryna hit another city, make the set time

'cause we gon' break the knob off
Two bad bitches in the cut with me, I'm moving like a mob boss
Draped in hot sauce
Y'all gon' talk that tough talk 'til it pop off
Break the knob off
Ye ain't wanna be cool back then, don't change the dialogue
This shit could pop off

You lil pussies ain't getting no dollars, don't talk about mine
Shaded in the gaps and did the outline
I ain't gotta throw shade, all I do is outshine
What a motherfucker gonna say about mine?
Y'all gon' hate from a distance
I got this damn far off of work and persistence
Don't call me yo' buddy, this business
I'ma pull up for the money like incense
Break the knob off, whoa
Y'all got something to say, then say it
Yeah, I can't stand a motherfucker
Tryna be on that fake shit (pussy, ugh)
Y'all in the same damn spot
And you being complacent
I've been all 'round the world
Tryna get to the check 'cause you gotta go chase it

Break the knob off
Two bad bitches in the cut with me, I'm moving like a mob boss
Draped in hot sauce
Y'all gon' talk that tough talk 'til it pop off, whoa
Ye ain't wanna be cool back then, don't change the dialogue
Break the knob off
Break the knob off

Bitch
We gon' break the knob off
Break the knob off, whoa
We gon' break the knob off, whoa
We gon' break the knob off