Knock a Hoe

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dreezy] Knock a ho out her boy shorts Cut them off like newborns All these bitches better stay in line, like they tryna cop some new Jordans I'm rocking bitches like lullabies My money stacked about ceiling high I'm checked up like doctors Acting bitches need Oscars I break a band like Katie do And I give these niggas no feelings These bitches watching like wittnesses And I'm flexin on them like gymnistes Rest in peace My niggas be tryna eat The money we be running, and [?] feet [?] up on me some [?] [?] Running shit til I'm out of breath If they tryna stop me, I'm [?] And I'm balling hard, I don't need a reff And I'm eating rappers, don't need a chef And I been the shit, they smelling me My kicks [?] My dread hair look [?] And if your mouth [?] try spelling bees 'Cause we knock a ho [Verse 2: G Herbo] Knock a ho out her boy shorts Fuck a bitch [?] Pick a group of broads that's gon' do the squad, they ain't sucking dick, they ain't the right kind I ain't trickin money, bitch, I like [?] Pussy only call me when it's nighttime When I'm in and out, I call it [?] [?] hotter than a [?] [?] call it spray [?] [?] [?] and I am not lieing Niggas can't compare, so they should stop trying See [?] this the ice [?] Like a chandelier, this the right kind [?] bright shine But you shouldn't [?] 'cause it might [?] I like [?] 750 In the Astin Martin [?] I'm a really [?] 'cause I'm 'bout that And them bitches flying like I'm southwest And it's Lil Herbo, I'm a young nigga Gotta get money and forever flex I ain't worried 'bout no fuck niggas If they fuck with us, get them in the chest [Verse 3: Katie Got Bandz] Knock a ho out her boy shorts We shoot guns like [?] Don't fuck around on my home court I'm shooting shit like Steve [?] Still [?] my mans [?] Katie drilling, get bands [?] Still riding around in that backseat That 30 round, my hood know See the opps, I will blow No lackin, bitch, I will go Face to face like tango [?] I'll make them eat a shell, no taco Show no love to these oppos Me [?] game [?] [?] opp [?] Knock a ho out her boy shorts Smoke a bitch like Newport Riding foreign, that new sport Hella dirty [?] white [?] 30 shots better hit [?] Bullits blow, that shit hurt No leg shots, put her on a shirt Straight knock a ho out her boy shorts Bandz! [Verse 4: Lil Bibby] Riding round, smoking dope With Relly Rell, Lil Chris at the 30 Gonna knock an opp out his [?] These niggas be bitches He get 10 years, I bet he tell [?] shorty Come do a hit, I bet he fail OK, I'm riding round [?] that ruger Don't argue with no bitch Call Katie up to come do her Bibby, I got shooters Don't fuck around with them losers In the club with that mack Niggas wanna fight, but I'm shooting That fighting shit make no sence Niggas don't be on shit My fit cost about 2 bands And my whip cost about 4 bricks [?] shirt, that's 600 Broke niggas ain't on this Everybody claming they shoot But these niggas ain't blowing shit