Knockin - SIMBA

Thought it was the police fucking junkies keep knockin'

I ain’t inside I’m coming straight up out the bottom

Ruga gang shit I ain’t with the gang holling

Shawty know my name so yeah her jaw straight dropping

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

Don’t work out but my money strong

Walk down and make a thunderstorm

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

Hunnids on I’m a trapper

Had to bust it out the wrapper

Niggas trying to jock the swagger

On the grove with the clapper

Pull up and get captured

In the streets I’m a factor

Fucked my lil bitch so I made her ass fatter

Got that OG yeah it send you to saturn

Hold up, niggas is jocking my pattern

Pull up and hop out it splatter

Niggas already know we tote straps

And know we tote macs so we gon' go grab em

My niggas in the field with the baggage

I’m on your block with a savage

I need my money Mr. Krabs bitch

Pull up and hop out and splash shit

(You know we gonna just thrash shit!!)

(My niggas they crashing!)

These niggas they acting

Do I see a lick?

You know we gon' bag him!

Thought it was the police fucking junkies keep knockin'

I ain’t inside I’m coming straight up out the bottom

Ruga gang shit I ain’t with the gang holling

Shawty know my name so yeah her jaw straight dropping

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

Don’t work out but my money strong

Walk down and make a thunderstorm

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on

Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on