John Murray - RIP Speakerknoccerz

Fly like a nova
Used to pour deuce in the soda
Before I was older
Still get high
Never sober
Now it's just dank in the air
Can smell the aroma
Kush got me
Just coming out of a coma
Ima still bone ha
She gone put me on a poster
Look a lil closer
You will see I'm not a joker
Mind ya business, girl
BACC BACC
Im stucc on my grind
Putting in the time to run it up
Aye
Can you match that?
If you just gone bust it because of
The Clout
In my hood, we call you a
Kat Staccz
(She going around)
On internet talking like you
With the shit
I just want to tell you to
Scratch that
(Scratch it out)
My n***a we eat that drama
Up for lunch
You coming off just like a
Snacc Pacc
(You real edible)
But who am I to try tell you
What it is, what it isn't?
Like you really even finna listen
Like you ever really gonna get it
I see what you on
I see how you fronting
Like you got a hunnid bands
(I see what you on)
All joking aside
My lil homie draco
Turn you to a running man

These new n****s hella coccy
That's only 'cause we allow it
She hotter than a Taki
Now I gotta see about it
The Federals love to watch me
They tryna get me surrounded
I overheard you talking
Like you want smoke
Well come on, let's be about it
(YAH YAH)

The dicc riders go along with anything
They just some head boppers
(They just some head boppers)
I'm coming way deeper
In the speakers
Aye, RIP SPEAKERKNOCCERZ
(Aye RIP)
I always know something fishy
You woulda sworn I worked at
Red Lobster
But if someone
Ever try double crossing
I bet they need a head doctor

Holy guacamole look how she own me
It kinda strucc me as phony
I think
I'm better off
If I stay by my lonely
Can't be homies with jabronies
I'm in Shoney's with the brodies
Rolling up coney's
A pair of twins tryna get me
To come to their suite
And neither of em Zach and Cody
Got em creamy macaroni
(Both)
You n****s really crocs
I didn't notice till now
I was in my pot
(Roast)
Claiming that you getting bread
But when that heat applied
You gone stiffen up
(Toast)
When I jump out the bed
From my feet to head
I be soaking wet
(Soap)
Mandy that my future never
Looking Grim
Might as well say I'm Billy
(Goat, AYE)
This a known fact
(Yahurrme)
This ain't superstition
(Uh-uh)
All that talking get you crossed out
Like crucifixion
(Get yo ass scratched out)
Then your gone worship me
Like a new religion
(Hold up)
She call me like, all of the time
Damn, she TOO persistent

These new n****s hella coccy
That's only 'cause we allow it
She hotter than a Taki
Now I gotta see about it
The Federals love to watch me
They tryna get me surrounded
I overheard you talking
Like you want smoke
Well come on, let's be about it
(YAH YAH)

The dicc riders go along with anything
They just some head boppers
(They just some head boppers)
I'm coming way deeper
In the speakers
Aye, RIP SPEAKERKNOCCERZ
(Aye RIP)
I always know something fishy
You woulda sworn I worked at
Red Lobster
But if someone
Ever try double crossing
I bet they need a head doctor
The dicc riders go along with anything
They just some head boppers
(They just some head boppers)
I'm coming way deeper
In the speakers
Aye, RIP SPEAKERKNOCCERZ
(Aye RIP)
I always know something fishy
You woulda sworn I worked at
Red Lobster
But if someone
Ever try double crossing
I bet they need a head doctor

Written by:
John Holmes Jr.

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