Knick Knack Lyrics

Girl you talk a lot, you taking up my time

I got money on my mind, and you ain't even a dime

Try to take a shot you gone miss me nine times

I ain't fifty, but I'm tipsy, I be sipping fine wine

I been feelin' good, from this fucking back wood

Don't fuck up my vibes, wish a motherfucker would

Head under my hood, Mr. Misunderstood

I ain't got a lot of trust, I'm just difficult to love

I'm riding solo unlike a cholo, more like a hobo

If that hobo had some some dough though

And a whip so He could go home

My days are sunny no bono, I like to study moguls

I'm talking money, I say cheese a lot but fuck your photo

I'm meeting quotas, eating rappers while they eating donuts

And I don't candy coat it, never never be a motive

I feel unstoppable like I just swallowed three coronas

I'm just trying to grow though so there's nothing I ain't keeping note of

Knick knack paddy wack, give the dog a bone

I'm a get that baddie back, that took me out the phone

Cut the chit chat, daddy has somewhere he should go

Make that shit clap, make it fast, I got to hit the road

Knick knack paddy wack, give the dog a bone

I'm a get that baddie back, that took me out the phone

Cut the chit chat, daddy has somewhere he should go

Make that shit clap, make it fast, I got to hit the road

I got to hit the road, I'm always on the go

I keep my shit on silent, don't be calling up my phone

Unless you got a proposition, that could my pockets thicken

Clock is ticking, body will be rotten from decomposition

I got no competition, that's a fuckin contradiction

I ain't have a pot to piss in, plot just twisted

Mommas getting what the fuck she wants for Christmas

I can knock it off the wish list, never been a rich kid

Never wished that I was brought up different

Now watch me come up winning

After everything I been in

Starving like I'm Marvin

From the humblest beginnings

You were Cuddled in your comfy linens

While my daddy was in prison

You were taught to be dependent

I was taught that nothings given

One day I'm a cop a crib that

I could put my mom and kids in

You'll be sick of sitting in the basement

While your momma's bitching

Wondering why you got no bitches

You ain't even got a job

You'll never fit the job description

Not to mention, women only want commitment

Modest man that makes an honest living

Not a man you got to split with

When you get the lobster shrimp dish

She would rather someone with a limp dick

Who is just a bit distinguished

She don't wanna be with you on some mom and kid shit

Knick knack paddy wack, give the dog a bone

I'm a get that baddie back, that took me out the phone

Cut the chit chat, daddy has somewhere he should go

Make that shit clap, make it fast, I got to hit the road

Knick knack paddy wack, give the dog a bone

Ima get that baddie back, that took me out the phone

Cut the chit chat, daddy has somewhere he should go

Make that shit clap, make it fast, I got to hit the road