YungBoy Pay$on - KNOCKOUT (feat. Kig Mill)

You ain't on shit boy you washed up
I'm about my drip
You little bitch I be sauced up
Write my own shit
Drop it when I want I'm bossed up
I'm not on the court but fuck around it Get you crossed up
I don't play it fair
This ain't no NFL toss up
Why you playing hard
Talking shit but never walk up
Why you asking questions you the feds Shut the fuck up
Dripping like a broken faucet Everytime I walk up
Step up in the game I'm the man
Got a list of names
That I know better than
Only way you get a bitch
Is pay for only fans
You ain't throwing bands
You for sure not throwing hands
One day imma pull up
In a mother fucking Benz
Don't forget that I was killing shit Wearing vans
Anytime I'm feeling stressed
I cop a couple grams
Never worried bout how many likes Up on the gram
Maybe if you weren't so crazy
You would have a mans
Why the only you looking for
Is that romance
Want to take a shot but
You won't ever get the chance
Once I get a bag
I'm going to do my little dance
Pull up like we in a band
An we going to rock out
Never hearing what they saying
We just block out
You ain't saying shit to me
You a dropout
Somebody tell them smoke is free
You better watch out
Get invited to the party
They know I pop out
Muhammad Ali on the beat
It's a knockout
Somebody tell them smoke is free
You better watch out
Muhammad Ali on the beat
It's a knockout
Yeah
Yeah it's a knockout
Oops at the party
You know homie got the glock out
Yeah
Nigga
It's Kig Mill
Everytime these bitches hear my voice
They get a little thrill
Bro thinking he popping Perkies
But I sold him advil
Everytime I step up on the beat
Man I just gotta kill
Nigga
Smoked like five blunts
Fill this wood with a three five
An some smelly runts
Smoking on this turtle pie
My eyes low
I'm hella high
Don't ask me
I don't know why
We finna make his momma cry
Yeah
Bitch I'm locked in
Bro just got the strap
Extended clip now bitch
I'm strapped in
Hopped up out the whip
Beam on this bitch now bitch
I'm tapped in
Don't match me with no boof
Or imma throw that in the trash can
Nigga
Trying to stack some guap
Trying to get lit
I throw a four in the whole pop
Traffic light red but ain't no cop
Ain't no fucking stop
Got this bad little bitty finna slide
An get some super top
Nigga I'm talking super head
Take my ass to college man
I'm trying to make some legal bread
Nigga
This a money spread
Hit him with this upper cut
Little bitch it put him straight to bed
Now he laying in his death bed
Shot the drake twice
Shit was brazy
The whole scene fled
Yeah
The whole scene fled
Kig Milly
Pull up like we in a band
An we going to rock out
Never hearing what they saying
We just block out
You ain't saying shit to me
You a dropout
Somebody tell them smoke is free
You better watch out
Get invited to the party
They know I pop out
Muhammad Ali on the beat
It's a knockout
Somebody tell them smoke is free
You better watch out
Muhammad Ali on the beat
It's a knockout

Written by:
Kigenn Millender, Preston Powell

Publisher:
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