Lyrics Knock Knock - Chetta

Knock Knock

You can’t be so serious all the time
Does it bother you Mr. sander?
Yeah, Yeah does well
Does it bother you Mr. Fox
A little i guess
Well, would you like to hear me tell a joke?
Yeah.
Yeah, we’d love to hear a joke from you
Knock knock
Who’s there?
Go fuck yourselves
Man they ain’t popping like they used to
Send hits hit licks bitch boohoo
10k in my pocket
All blues clues
Guess who guess who
Bitch guess who
Like damn you ain’t popping like you used to
And these drugs dont hit like they used to
Need some shit that won’t quit
That ouu ouu
Guess who guess who
Bitch guess who
Spend a check in it
Get some neck in it
I ain’t a rookie lil boy
Big lieutentant
Ima drip with it
Hi-tech in it
Cigarette dipping
Codeine itching
And the trigger finger with it
You want it just come and get it
Im high but i won’t admit it
Go dumb when i go up in it
Spend a check on it
None you bitches want it
Have me pop the whole thing
Hoe im from new orleans
Woadie copping cocaine
Like we on the border
Ima chop the whole thing
Sashimi shawty
Throw the fours on it
Pour the four homie
Im in south texas
Sipping on some dope shawty
Dope shawty
And i need the whole thing
Heard you looking for me
Well come and find me
Ima get it back
Got the gucci with no strings
Sell yourself for some racks
You can keep the fucking change
I dont want a fucking thing
Man they ain’t popping like they used to
Send hits hit licks bitch boohoo
10k in my pocket
All blues clues
Guess who guess who
Bitch guess who
Like damn you ain’t popping like you used to
And these drugs dont hit like they used to
Need some shit that won’t quit
That ouu ouu
Guess who guess who
Bitch guess who
Choppa style with it
Running wild with it
Big racks no cap
Ima have to get it
Triple beam pinching
Clear the scene ignant
I go dumb with it
Percocet splitting
I dont need her
But she want me
I promise i keep it on me
No stylist been looking lovely
Promethazine in my tummy
Spent a check for it
All you bitches boring
Knock knock
Kicking doors
They dont fucking want it… No
Man they ain’t popping like they used to
Send hits hit licks bitch boohoo
10k in my pocket
All blues clues
Guess who guess who
Bitch guess who
Like damn you ain’t popping like you used to
And these drugs dont hit like they used to
Need some shit that won’t quit
That ouu ouu
Guess who guess who
Bitch guess who