Knock Knock ft. M24 Lyrics

Knock Knock ft. M24 - Tion Wayne

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Mm-mm, yo

Hello, it's a Glock, knock knock

Pen-peng ting wanna (Peng ting wanna)

(Andy [?] Beat)

Brah, brah, brah

Hello, it's a Glock, knock knock, who's there? (Bow)

Baddie wanna do shop-shop, move here (Ay)

What you gonna do? (Ay), stop-stop, who cares?

You ain't gonna shoot that gun, you scared (Brah, brah, brah)

Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh

Got an African girl that wanna uh-huh

Even got a Mali that wanna uh-uh

Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh

Might take my Mali girl to the guri

Or I might get freaky with it in a gaari (Yes)

Stepped out of xabsi, back to the lag

Broski still tryna score (Yup), Vardy

You know I got love for my African girls

But I love me a yardy (Uh-huh)

And I got one from the States with me

And she a real bad B like Cardi B (Cardi)

You ain't gonna beat that shit, you're scared

I bet you won't act like that in the flesh

In a field like Sterling, causin' pressure

I went 'round 'dem sides, you know the rest (Uh-huh)

I got so much gyal obsessed (Facts)

What do you expect? Look at my neck (Uh)

Look at my wrist (Uh), look how it lit (Uh, mm-mm, yo)

Made another big bag, got niggas depressed

What the fuck have you done? Don't lie

When your brudda get bun, don't cry

Take a look at that─ (Uh-huh)

Take a look at that bum, oh my

Whippin' in a ride 'cause eye for eye (Mm-mm)

Never eyed bro, head down to the 9 (Brah, brah)

Tell KSI he can slide anytime (Grrt)

I ain't got time to reply to bitch niggas (Aye)

Opps tryna claim they're big hitters (Woo)

But their statics are bunned to a six figures (Bruck)

Said she wanna chill with the big boys (Aye)

Baby come chill with rich niggas (Brah)

Racks on the crib, let's renovate (Aye, aye)

Bop when I walk, pon' man is heavy weight (Boom)

Pree all my opp streams all last year (Brah, brah, brah)

And my manager made more anyway

Hello, it's a Glock (Brah), knock knock, who's there?

Baddie wanna do shop-shop (Mm-mm), move here

What you gonna do? (Yo), stop-stop, who cares?

You ain't gonna shoot that gun, you scared (Brah, brah, brah, brah)

Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh

Got an African girl that wanna uh-huh

Even got a Mali that wanna uh-uh

Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh

I got Europeans singin' my tunes (No cap)

I got Asians singin' my tunes (Uh-huh)

Even got the opps singin' my tunes

In jail, I had the CM singin' my tunes (Yes, yes, yes)

Fill it up with gyal til' there's no more room (Made a mil')

Made a mil', still, you can get plugged like Fumez

Bad B, she just wanna shake it, bend that back

Let's take that shit to the room (Uh-uh-huh)

Heard a man got shot, R Kelly (Sorry)

All these streams, now, I'm on telly (Mm-mm)

So when I back my shank like eh-eh (Eh-eh?)

They're like "Kilonshele?" (Bow)

I was [?], Tivoli gardens

Crocodile teeth on a ride full of sounds

Banged so hard I was shittin' myself (Brah, brah)

'Cah I thought he was dead on the ground (Brah)

Hello, it's a Glock, knock knock, who's there?

Baddie wanna do shop-shop, move here (Mm-mm)

What you gonna do? (Yo), stop-stop, who cares?

You ain't gonna shoot that gun, you scared

Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh

Got an African girl that wanna uh-huh

Even got a Mali that wanna uh-uh

Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh

Hello, it's a Glock, knock knock

Pen-peng ting wanna (Mm-mm)

What you gonna do? Stop-stop

Got an African girl that wanna

Pen-peng ting wanna

Got an African girl that wanna

Even got a Mali that wanna

Even got a yardy that wanna

Hello, it's a Glock, knock knock, who's there?

Baddie wanna do shop-shop (Mm-mm), move here

What you gonna do? (Yo), stop-stop, who cares?

You ain't gonna shoot that gun, you scared (Brah, brah, brah, brah)

Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh

Got an African girl that wanna uh-huh

Even got a Mali that wanna uh-uh

Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh