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NLE The Great & NLE Choppa

KO

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Hip-Hop/Rap

KO was released on October 30, 2025 by Warner Records as a part of the album KO - Single

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

NLE The Great

Performer

NLE Choppa

Performer

Colleen Fano

Background Vocals

Dahlia Grizzard

Dahlia Grizzard

Background Vocals

Malavika

Background Vocals

Marc Franklin

Trumpet

Terence Washington

Terence Washington

Trumpet

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Aaron Mattes

Songwriter

Bryson Potts

Songwriter

Charles Nelson Forsberg

Charles Nelson Forsberg

Songwriter

Dennis Lambert

Songwriter

Duane Hitchings

Duane Hitchings

Songwriter

Franne Golde

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

NLE The Great

Producer

Aaron Mattes

Mixing Engineer

Tiernan Cranny

Mastering Engineer

Charley Cooks

Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]

K-O, K-O, hmm, voo-D-I-O

Yahweh bomba ye

Don't step any further

[Verse 1]

Aye, I was quiet for a minute, now I'm breaking up the peace

Insomnia, time to wake you **** out ya sleep

I say I'm on 'em, they in a coma, it's time to dome 'em

Headshot, goner, you can smell the aroma

[Verse 2]

YoungBoy, what? This the big boy league

I put one up in your gut under the Jesus piece

Last thing that I heard was, "Jesus, please"

Had me looking at the Devil like, "This is your king"

[Verse 3]

Ain't no fun, when the rabbit got the gun, you run

You just a pawn on the Devil chessboard, you done

I'm trying to step some, bless some, wet one, stretch one

What you can do I can do better

[Verse 4]

R.I.P. y'all altogether, all black in some leather

I eat bullets and shit Berettas

Rival with my Chiappa Winchester

Bet yo' bottom dollar Top Shotta packin' heat

Iron Mike, Cus D'Amato, I'm putting **** to sleep

[Verse 5]

We can bang this shit out for all the real ****

The house and the field ****, I'm trill, ****

I rock nations, "Still ****"

Cut the head off the snake when I deal with 'em

[Verse 6]

So it's on like Scarface, Al Capone

Lucky Luciano, Don Vito Corleone

And I'll bury all you cockroaches, where? In ya' homes, the catacombs

Store the bones, I'ma leave smoking

When the smoke clear, cry smoke of tears

"It's Hunting Season" on the "Wall of Weird," head hunting souvenirs

[Chorus]

K-O, K-O, hmm, voo-D-I-O

Yahweh bomba ye

If you cross that line, don't step any further

Don't you step any further, ****

[Verse 7]

K-O

Purple reign, I'm strapped with two Glocks on me, twin flames

Tryna bring a demon pain, I'm losing sane

I got a bullet, engraved on it his name

Clip like a dick, dump it till it's all gone, that's a sex change

[Verse 8]

This shit get deeper than rap, can give a fuck 'bout the streets

Yahweh sent me to decease 'em so I'm the reaper to greet 'em

Underlay, bombs away, down go the 4

10 was the count, ****, but he don't want no mo'

[Verse 9]

Let's see who macho for real

Lock me in a room with you

I'll make the pipsqueak squeal from his grill

I'm gonna cock and let you taste da iron

Blow ya' head off ya' neck like a dandelion, come on

[Verse 10]

Bitch boy, sugar, honey, ice tea

He a he-she man, brah

I'll put dem lead carrots in yo' ass, now you're wearin' a colostomy bag

For a pamper, ah, I'm cancer, I'm tryna cancel 'em

[Chorus]

K-O, K-O, hmm, voo-D-I-O

Man down, clean up on aisle Tre, ****

Yahweh bomba ye

If you cross that line, don't step any further

Don't you step any further, ****

[Verse 11]

You poison the youth, nothin' positive you do

You the reason **** beating bitches thinking that it's cute

You send **** to do what you wouldn't even do

Role model, you will never fit the shoe

[Verse 12]

Just a **** with emotion, a breastfed bitch

Yo' aura give me the ick

**** like you make me sick

Money, power, guns, and a few drugged out crash outs

Make you think you the one who can lash out

Fuck benefit of doubt, we all tryna make it out

Tried to peace it up with ya

You the one that wanted clout

[Verse 13]

Holding onto a image that you ain't really living

Everybody that you rep on, I know who really did it

Can you feel it? The reaper want a visit

Judgement day around the corner, the creator livid

Purposely making decisions to promote mo' violence

That's bringing mo' death unto his innocent children

[Verse 14]

When I do it, it's different, when he do it, it's ignorant

I'm in love with the art, he tearing people apart

Embrace my light and my dark

Why he ain't doing his part?

Why he ain't doing his part?

Why he ain't doing his part?

[Chorus]

K-O, K-O, hmm, voo-D-I-O

Man down, clean up on aisle Tre, ****

Ye

If you cross that line, don't step any further

Don't you step any further, ****

[Chorus]

K-O, K-O, hmm, voo-D-I-O

Man down, clean up on aisle Tre, ****

Yahweh bomba ye

If you cross that line, don't step any further

[Outro]

Any further

Written by: Aaron Mattes, Bryson Potts, Charles Nelson Forsberg, Dennis Lambert, Duane Hitchings, Franne Golde

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