Knots (feat. Jay Critch)

(G-Got it on smash)

Knots

I just ran up to the guap

Look at that, bussdown the watch

Pull up, I, yeah, yeah

Ay, knots

I just ran into uh

But, I'm not sure what I want

Ay, yeah, yeah

Ay, knots

I just ran up the guap

Look at that, bussdown the watch

Pull up, i8, drop the top

Smokin' on gas, fuck the cops

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

Hold up, like, ay, knots

I just ran up to the guap

Look at that, bussdown the watch

Pull up, i8, drop the top

Smokin' on gas, fuck the cops

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

Copy the steez, but with me, boy, they not

Came up finessin', coke all in my socks

Went from my toes, look like bricks when I walk

I'm from the bottom, so jugg when I talk

Bust it down, ooh

Stop, your diamonds lookin' so false

Too much sauce soon as I walk

Beam on the knot when I walk

Fuck it, bad bitch, gon' tap from the back when I fuck it

She move like Tekken, my drank when she bubble

Tastin' my choppa, might pop at this dozen

In between good and the evil, I'm middle

Always thought, Why was my life such a riddle?

Reaper protect me, you wanna come get it

Uh, wait, break it down

Grip on her waist when I take her down

Smokin' on pack, straight Pacquiao

Bitch, I'm on top, what you sayin' now?

If she give top, she can hang around

Pass to the gang, that's a play around

Only need Yaz, just to lay it down

Foot on the gas, I'm not breakin' now

Foot on the gas, and I'm breakin' out

Only need Yaz, just to lay it down

Yeah, ay, knots

I just ran up to the guap

Look at that, bussdown the watch

Pull up, i8, drop the top

Smokin' on gas, fuck the cops

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

Hold up, like, ay, knots

I just ran up to the guap

Look at that, bussdown the watch

Pull up, i8, drop the top

Smokin' on gas, fuck the cops

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

Nowadays I been countin' a lot

In the club, so I'm takin' a shot

I was back in the hood tryna plot

I can't love her, I think out the box

In the Air Max, that's the dope runners

Phone ringin', got some dope comin'

I will never save a ho, no

If she bad and broke, I don't want her

Jumpin' in the Hellcat, hit the lane switch

Used to dream of this shit in the basement

Some of my **** fightin' them cases

When I fuck up a check, I replace it

And the hood sayin' I'm they favorite

Smoke jattic, the cookie my fragrance

She said my wrist goin' apeshit

All that hatin', you won't ever make it

I had to boss up, put the team on the map

They doubted me, there ain't no reason for that

I know these **** wanna be where I'm at

I was hittin' juggs, put the weed in the stash

Always ballin', never needed a pass

Bad hos, gotta leave in the past

Cash flow comin' in so fast

My bag grow and your shit don't last

Yeah, ay, knots

I just ran up to the guap

Look at that, bussdown the watch

Pull up, i8, drop the top

Smokin' on gas, fuck the cops

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

Hold up, like, ay, knots

I just ran up to the guap

Look at that, bussdown the watch

Pull up, i8, drop the top

Smokin' on gas, fuck the cops

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot

**** can't come for my spot