Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Knock Phone, artist - Berner. Album song Urban Farmer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.04.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Taylor Gang
Song language: English
Knock Phone |
Chorus: |
I made a million dollars on this knock phone |
And these are the only numbers that I talk on |
I’m in the spot, sending packs till they’re all gone |
I made a million dollars on this knock phone |
I want it all, I can’t hold back! |
I spend too much, I need that black on black |
High speed chase, watch me running again |
I do a. |
twenty five with a gun in my hand |
Every time I ran, it’s a badge in my face |
Do you have any cash, which bag did you claim? |
I wake up and let the package arrive |
Twenty five nine, a little short, that’s fine! |
I’m true to it, I’m in love with the rest |
These police are dirty like the money I touch |
King’s ass paper, no need for a… |
I lost a half million cash on a truck last month |
Real shit, most people will snitch |
I keep a small circle full of cold dealers and pimps |
Chrome rings try to seek to the… |
Tripple seal rap, I don’t even… to sin, huh? |
Chorus: |
I made a million dollars on this knock phone |
And these are the only numbers that I talk on |
I’m in the spot, sending packs till they’re all gone |
I made a million dollars on this knock phone |
I’ll take twenty five on, fifty take two hundred |
Six hundred of just one round |
Lungs full of Cush, I won’t waste a crown |
I let the dubby smoke till the G burns my thumbs |
Six burn I will. |
one in my name |
Five stations in two nights, and we don’t hustle the same |
I make movies, flat screens surround my Jacuzzi |
Bitch house in the Hamptons for rapping and selling pussy |
Grow houses, all thorough my city |
And… chills making ass look pretty |
Every few weeks I get a brand new line |
I’ve seen killers switch up, we ain’t looking at time |
I’ve been hustling, ain’t much change but my change gimmie brain |
I’m pulling on the hair, while I’m swerving down the lanes |
I’m young, rich, and wild, how the fuck don’t I complain |
I was only sixteen, while they throw me in the game |
Chorus: |
I made a million dollars on this knock phone |
And these are the only numbers that I talk on |
I’m in the spot, sending packs till they’re all gone |
I made a million dollars on this knock phone |