Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knock Phone (feat. Berner) , by - Nima FadaviRelease date: 12.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Knock Phone (feat. Berner) |
| 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 |