Lyrics:

Going dumb Sippin on the yak until I’m numb I know demons who’ll catch a body Better run Speaking ill on my name That’s your tongue So tell me what you want What you want This ain’t all for fun Big checks over love But if you talking all that bullshit You can get knocked off You can get knocked off You can get knocked off, yeah yeah

I feel almighty, chief keef sosa Smoking on the spice Bitch roll my doja Yellow diamonds shining No need for close ups Looking like Bastani Wrist on frozen I ain’t one for switching sides Pull up on me wrong And niggas end up dying I ain’t one to condone it But nigga go and try it I’ll cock that shit right back And put one right through your eyes Ay, ay But enough of that Need hunnid racks Cocaine leather They think I sell crack Pull up on the scene Like I’m Phil Jack They been sleeping on the boy Like some insomniacs Make it look so easy Like it’s witch craft Never beg a broke bitch to come back That’s a wrist slap I can switch so many lanes I got whiplash Cooking up the formula That’s that Similac God damn

Going dumb Sippin on the yak until I’m numb I know demons who’ll catch a body Better run Speaking ill on my name That’s your tongue So tell me what you want What you want This ain’t all for fun Big checks over love But if you talking all that bullshit nigga You can get knocked off You can get knocked off You can get knocked off, yeah yeah

If you ain’t talking bout no currency Then nigga I don’t want to hear it Throwing all these ones She say it elevate her spirit 2020 has been a bitch But my vision has been so vivid Always kept my cool nigga You can’t knock me off my pivot Look at my body the way that I flex is majestic Do this shit easy, Vangoh my aesthetics Black is my power, I’m awesome it’s all in genetics You niggas is spooked and pathetic People keep speaking my name From their dirty as lips And it’s looking herpetic Breaking off brooms Impaling these bodies I’m talking with no anesthetic Check me out I don’t want to really rap right now Just want a thick black bitch with a rack, owe Who can suck mean dick til I pass out Make me buss so hard watching it Cum out her snout

Going dumb Sippin on the yak until I’m numb I know demons who’ll catch a body Better run Speaking ill on my name That’s your tongue So tell me what you want What you want This ain’t all for fun Big checks over love But if you talking all that bullshit nigga You can get knocked off You can get knocked off You can get knocked off, yeah yeah