Knockout, it's a motherf*ckin' knockout
It's a motherf*ckin' knockout
Bruh, it's a knockout
Niggas light work like a flop house
Talk the most smoke till a nigga gotta pop out
Two twin glocks like that episode of Full House
Yeah, he got that Mary-Kate and Ashley
Whip got white insides, it's ashy
F*ck the skinny jeans, moon work in the khakis
Holes through his face like he really got acne
She a broke bitch left behind like a lash key
Niggas act like bitches, niggas so sassy
Been a minute since I had to beat a nigga up, I've been fasting
So I'm hungry for the beers
Like I really gotta go and catch a motherf*ckin' cow
Broke-ass niggas out of work and out of bounds
Remember when we told them stand down
Wasn't with us back then when we was stompin' the niggas
So, bruh, they ain't really f*ckin' with us now
Look, say less, shorty down with the brain press
She gon' give me head like my dick a f*ckin' hair rest
Lil' niggas game-baggin, but he can't react
Mean ass niggas always askin' where the weed at
Game boy, baby, yeah, weed at
Facts, now who really gon' rise
Back to your face like Tyson, bitch, bruh
I'm a beast like I'm Pacquiao
Ain't pissed, though, I've been up on a hi-hat
My shit a highlight, make you wanna play it back
K.O, okay, don't matter, either way
I ain't dependin' on the soda, help me pay my f*ckin' rate
Look, f*ck it, bitch, I make my own sidewalk
Ain't got time to put energy in the side talk
Niggas be snake, cross you faster than hot sauce
Love gettin' head, nigga, when she put the lip gloss
Playin' with my money is an insult
Pull up to your show and turn that bitch into a TED talk
A.Pistol - #KnockOut Lyrics
A.Pistol - #KnockOut Lyrics
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Knockout, it's a motherf*ckin' knockout
It's a motherf*ckin' knockout
Bruh, it's a knockout
Niggas light work like a flop house
Talk the most smoke till a nigga gotta pop out
Two twin glocks like that episode of Full House
Yeah, he got that Mary-Kate and Ashley
Whip got white insides, it's ashy
F*ck the skinny jeans, moon work in the khakis
Holes through his face like he really got acne
She a broke bitch left behind like a lash key
Niggas act like bitches, niggas so sassy
Been a minute since I had to beat a nigga up, I've been fasting
So I'm hungry for the beers
Like I really gotta go and catch a motherf*ckin' cow
Broke-ass niggas out of work and out of bounds
Remember when we told them stand down
Wasn't with us back then when we was stompin' the niggas
So, bruh, they ain't really f*ckin' with us now
Look, say less, shorty down with the brain press
She gon' give me head like my dick a f*ckin' hair rest
Lil' niggas game-baggin, but he can't react
Mean ass niggas always askin' where the weed at
Game boy, baby, yeah, weed at
Facts, now who really gon' rise
Back to your face like Tyson, bitch, bruh
I'm a beast like I'm Pacquiao
Ain't pissed, though, I've been up on a hi-hat
My shit a highlight, make you wanna play it back
K.O, okay, don't matter, either way
I ain't dependin' on the soda, help me pay my f*ckin' rate
Look, f*ck it, bitch, I make my own sidewalk
Ain't got time to put energy in the side talk
Niggas be snake, cross you faster than hot sauce
Love gettin' head, nigga, when she put the lip gloss
Playin' with my money is an insult
Pull up to your show and turn that bitch into a TED talk
It's a motherf*ckin' knockout
Bruh, it's a knockout
Niggas light work like a flop house
Talk the most smoke till a nigga gotta pop out
Two twin glocks like that episode of Full House
Yeah, he got that Mary-Kate and Ashley
Whip got white insides, it's ashy
F*ck the skinny jeans, moon work in the khakis
Holes through his face like he really got acne
She a broke bitch left behind like a lash key
Niggas act like bitches, niggas so sassy
Been a minute since I had to beat a nigga up, I've been fasting
So I'm hungry for the beers
Like I really gotta go and catch a motherf*ckin' cow
Broke-ass niggas out of work and out of bounds
Remember when we told them stand down
Wasn't with us back then when we was stompin' the niggas
So, bruh, they ain't really f*ckin' with us now
Look, say less, shorty down with the brain press
She gon' give me head like my dick a f*ckin' hair rest
Lil' niggas game-baggin, but he can't react
Mean ass niggas always askin' where the weed at
Game boy, baby, yeah, weed at
Facts, now who really gon' rise
Back to your face like Tyson, bitch, bruh
I'm a beast like I'm Pacquiao
Ain't pissed, though, I've been up on a hi-hat
My shit a highlight, make you wanna play it back
K.O, okay, don't matter, either way
I ain't dependin' on the soda, help me pay my f*ckin' rate
Look, f*ck it, bitch, I make my own sidewalk
Ain't got time to put energy in the side talk
Niggas be snake, cross you faster than hot sauce
Love gettin' head, nigga, when she put the lip gloss
Playin' with my money is an insult
Pull up to your show and turn that bitch into a TED talk
Writer: Avery Smith
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