Knotts Songtext
Damn, I'm like
It's not that I don't want to talk to you, I'm just too high
Too high to talk to you, for real
(Sound different)
Looking in my pockets, wondering why it got some knots in it
I ain't capping, ain't you say you a shooter? Ain't shot nobody yet (Cap)
Big cap, know the life you live a lot of façade in it (Cap)
Niggas know I stay with juice like my name was Project Pat (Swear)
Heard you made it out and lost it like you brought the projects back
It's not that I don't want to talk to you, I'm just too high
Too high to talk to you, for real
(Sound different)
Looking in my pockets, wondering why it got some knots in it
I ain't capping, ain't you say you a shooter? Ain't shot nobody yet (Cap)
Big cap, know the life you live a lot of façade in it (Cap)
Niggas know I stay with juice like my name was Project Pat (Swear)
Heard you made it out and lost it like you brought the projects back
Sent my bro some dogfood, turned him to a copycat (Dig?)
Sent lil' baby a football, stay in the pocket like quarterback
Sippin' on some Morton Grove, too high to talk, I'll call you back
The more I be sippin', the more I get fat (What?)
The more I be whippin', thе more I get racks
The morе that she spitting, the harder I get
She melted my heart with a bottle of Tech
She rubbed me like I'm a genie in bottle, she pushed it and showed it a little affection
Nigga be owing me money and fiending, bitch, you know when I pull up, it's time to collect (What?)
Go double codeine, it's time to get lit
Go dump in the dump, I got Glock on the hip
I'm not a slave, but got chains in the whip
Spin the whole block, you gon' pay for this shit
The chopper get sent to the grave off rip
Yeah, we takin' his chains off rip
Chase him down the block, seventeen in clip
You better watch how you be moving your lip
Looking in my pockets, wondering why it got some knots in it I ain't capping, ain't you say you a shooter? Ain't shot nobody yet
Big cap, know the life you live a lot of façade in it
Niggas know I stay with juice like my name was Project Pat (What?)
Heard you made it out and lost it like you brought the projects back
Sent my bro some dogfood, turned him to a copycat
Sent lil' baby a football, stay in the pocket like quarterback
Sippin' on some Morton Grove, too high to talk, I'll call you back
Sent lil' baby a football, stay in the pocket like quarterback
Sippin' on some Morton Grove, too high to talk, I'll call you back
The more I be sippin', the more I get fat (What?)
The more I be whippin', thе more I get racks
The morе that she spitting, the harder I get
She melted my heart with a bottle of Tech
She rubbed me like I'm a genie in bottle, she pushed it and showed it a little affection
Nigga be owing me money and fiending, bitch, you know when I pull up, it's time to collect (What?)
Go double codeine, it's time to get lit
Go dump in the dump, I got Glock on the hip
I'm not a slave, but got chains in the whip
Spin the whole block, you gon' pay for this shit
The chopper get sent to the grave off rip
Yeah, we takin' his chains off rip
Chase him down the block, seventeen in clip
You better watch how you be moving your lip
Looking in my pockets, wondering why it got some knots in it I ain't capping, ain't you say you a shooter? Ain't shot nobody yet
Big cap, know the life you live a lot of façade in it
Niggas know I stay with juice like my name was Project Pat (What?)
Heard you made it out and lost it like you brought the projects back
Sent my bro some dogfood, turned him to a copycat
Sent lil' baby a football, stay in the pocket like quarterback
Sippin' on some Morton Grove, too high to talk, I'll call you back
