Hobknocker (feat. Lil Darkie, eddison & XatoKai)

(Yo, put in on dow-)

Switchblade in the back of my pocket,

you know I’m in for the profit, I always aim to get my money up Stupid **** only be looking to get they funny up

If I see em come around they know they getting muddied up,

don’t give a fuck

I’ll pop out on like any ****, keep it tucked on waistline, you know I am not fucking wit the play time

You can’t rhyme, you know I’m only riding wit the best, got the foo foo **** stressed, I’m on the block and never need a vest

Introduce a **** face into my timberland,

I got my oppas shivering, they’ll never play wit me again

Walk into the party and my diamonds glistening, he wasn’t listening when I told him I’m boutta up it on him

Think about me so much that I’m prolly in ya dreams, rockin old supreme, while I’m takin a shot of Jim Beam, you switched teams So now I think it’s justified to make ya fuckin bitch cream, you know I’ll take ya life away on live stream (Aye, aye, aye, aye)

Aye,

Bitch I hop out the Beam

Aye,

Bitch I walk out the Beam

Big steppa, and I'm Big Double D

Big steppa in my Louis V/Supreme

I can't walk, watch out, I might slip

From the 9-5-4, bitch we still on fuck shit

Gang gang, if you ain't gang you can't hang

You so broke, what you on for?

Noctvrnl Gang, its what ya bitch say

I'm sippin drank, put my whole three in a Lemonade

Bitch on my dick, aye

Because I'm cool, aye

Finna pop up on this pill like ooh, aye

I'm in the same damn shit that I been in, pussy

Imma pull up on yo bitch, she gon suck up on me, suck up on me

Gang

From the 9-5-4 to the N-Y-C

Bitch it's Big Double D

Me and my boys in NYC, and we poppin shit

I walk into the Rick Owens store, cuz I'm coppin shit

Rick Owens shorts, big pockets, I be droppin shit

Take that **** out of the photo, we be croppin shit

Big bands, big pile of money, with the opulence

Everytime I ride the subway, hop it, they ain't stop us once

Everytime I ride the subway, leave a sticker on the seat

Dark liquor, brown liquor, I like all my liquor sweet

I smoke grabba-leaf, not so swisher sweets

I'll take a Bacon Egg and Cheese, don't be cheap with the meat

It's 3AM, but a **** starving and he gotta eat

I'm smoking so much weed that the stars are not that far to me

I'm sorry, bitch ass ****, huh, pardon me

Didn't see ya there, I guess you're just hard to see

Lil Darkie, that's a tough act, hard to beat

I see them tryna spit, but this rappin shit's a part of me