Chetta - Knock Knock lyrics

You can't be so serious all the time
Does it bother you, Mr amdursky?
Yeah, yeah, it does well
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 poppin' like they used to
Send hit's, hit licks, bitch, boo hoo
Ten K in my pocket, all Blue's Clues
Guess who, guess who, bitch, guess who
Like damn, you ain't poppin' like you used to
And these drugs don't hit like they used to
Need some shit that won't quit, that ooh ooh
Guess who, guess who, bitch, guess who

Spend a check in it, get some neck in it
I ain't a rookie, lil' boy, a big lieutenant
I'ma drip with it, Hi Tech in it
Cigarette-dippin', codeine-itchin'
And the trigger finger with it, you want it
Just come and get it
I'm high but I won't admit it
Go dumb when I go up in it
Spend a check on it
None of you bitches want it
Have me pop the whole thing, ho
I'm from New Orleans
Woadie coppin' cocaine like we on the border
I'ma chop the whole thing, sashimi shawty
Throw the fours on it, pour the four, homie
I'm in south texas sippin'
On some dope shawty (Dope shawty)
And I need the whole thing
Heard you lookin' for me, well
Come and find me i'ma get it back
Got the Gucci with no strings
Sell yourself for some racks
You can keep the fucking change
I don't want a fucking thing

Man, they ain't poppin' like they used to
Send hit's, hit licks, bitch, boo hoo
Ten K in my pocket, all Blue's Clues
Guess who, guess who, bitch, guess who
Like damn, you ain't poppin' like you used to
And these drugs don't hit like they used to
Need some shit that won't quit, that ooh ooh
Guess who, guess who, bitch, guess who

Choppa style with it, running wild with it
Big racks, no cap, I'ma have to get it
Triple beam pinching, clear the scene ignant
I go dumb with it, Percocet-splittin'
I don't need her but she want me, I promise
I keep it on me
No stylist been lookin' lovely
Promethazine in my tummy
Spent a check for it, all you bitches boring
Knock knock, kicking doors
They don't fuckin' want it (No)

Man, they ain't poppin' like they used to
Send hit's, hit licks, bitch, boo hoo
Ten K in my pocket, all Blue's Clues
Guess who, guess who, bitch, guess who
Like damn, you ain't poppin' like you used to
And these drugs don't hit like they used to
Need some shit that won't quit, that ooh ooh
Guess who, guess who, bitch, guess who