DontSleep & Since99 – Knot On Me Lyrics

Knot On Me DontSleep & Since99

Knot On Me Lyrics By DontSleep & Since99

[Intro]
Dontsleep, wake your ass up

[Chorus]
I got a knot on me
I’m countin’ this money, I got me a lot on me (Pew-pew)
With a Burberry top on me
Already got fifty and they put a lock on me (Glrrt)
So they wanna talk on me?
Got one in the chamber, I feel like I’m KA$HDAMI (Pew)
I’m walkin’ through Neimans with racks on me
Phew (Racks), phew (Racks), phew (Pussy)

[Post-Chorus]
Throwin’ bullets like I’m Jake Fromm
The shippin’ label, it was slapped on (Slapped)
He talkin’ that shit now his cap gone (Capper)
I’m smokin’ on veggies, patron (Fuck)
I take these flicks, Chris Wong (Flicks)
Said, “Fuck that bitch, move on” (Fuck)
We makin’ plays, Duhon (Bitch)
He don’t got racks, coupon (Nopе)

[Verse]
He don’t racks
We sippin’ on drank, don’t got it on tap (Yeah)
Shе throwin’ it back, she makin’ it clap (Yeah)
If you in my zone then you gettin’ zapped (Uh-huh)
Ain’t fuckin’ with you, ain’t givin’ no dap
Designer my body, Margiela my flap (Designer my body)
Pull up with a 52 Oden, I’m strapped (Phew)
I’m smokin’ on big gas in the flats (Huh)
We smokin’ on Tropicana Runtz (Huh)
And I’m ’bout to go and cop a bunch (Huh)
I’m spendin’ two-hundred up at lunch (Huh)
This .30 on me to pack a punch (Huh)
He thought he would grow, but it stunt (Huh)
I’m in the woods, on a hunt (Woods)
SP Dunks on me and they UNLV
We got this shit down to a T

[Chorus]
I got a knot on me
I’m countin’ this money, I got me a lot on me (Glrrt, bih’)
With a Burberry top on me
Already got fifty and they put a lock on me (I already got it)
So they wanna talk on me?
Got one in the chamber, I feel like I’m KA$HDAMI (Pew-pew)
I’m walkin’ through Neimans with racks on me
Phew (Racks), phew (Racks), phew

[Post-Chorus]
Throwin’ bullets like I’m Jake Fromm (Bullets)
The shippin’ label, it was slapped on (Slapped)
He talkin’ that shit now his cap gone (Talker)
I’m smokin’ on veggies, patron (Veggies)
I take these flicks, Chris Wong (Flicks)
Said, “Fuck that bitch, move on” (Fuck her)
We makin’ plays, Duhon (Makin’)
He don’t got racks, coupon (Nope)