Knock Knock Lyrics by Tion Wayne & M24 is latest English song with music also given by Tion Wayne & M24. Knock Knock song lyrics are written by M24 & Tion Wayne.
Knock Knock Song Detail
| Song Name: | Knock Knock |
| Singer: | Tion Wayne, M24 |
| Composer: | Tion Wayne, M24 |
| Lyrics by: | M24, Tion Wayne |
Knock Knock Lyrics
Mm-mm, yo
Hello, it’s a glock, knock knock
Pen-peng ting wanna (peng ting wanna)
Andy [?] beat
Brah, brah, brah
Hello, it’s a glock, knock knock, who’s there? (bow)
Baddie wanna do shop-shop, move here (ay)
What you gonna do? (ay), stop-stop, who cares?
You ain’t gonna shoot that gun, you scared (brah, brah, brah)
Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh
Got an african girl that wanna uh-huh
Even got a mali that wanna uh-uh
Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh
Might take my mali girl to the guri
Or I might get freaky with it in a gaari (yes)
Stepped out of xabsi, back to the lag
Broski still tryna score (yup), vardy
You know I got love for my african girls
But I love me a yardy (uh-huh)
And I got one from the states with me
And she a real bad b like cardi b (cardi)
You ain’t gonna beat that s**t, you’re scared
I bet you won’t act like that in the flesh
In a field like sterling, causin’ pressure
I went ’round ‘dem sides, you know the rest (uh-huh)
I got so much gyal obsessed (facts)
What do you expect? Look at my neck (uh)
Look at my wrist (uh), look how it lit (uh, mm-mm, yo)
Made another big bag, got ni**as depressed
What the f**k have you done? Don’t lie
When your brudda get bun, don’t cry
Take a look at that─ (uh-huh)
Take a look at that bum, oh my
Whippin’ in a ride ’cause eye for eye (mm-mm)
Never eyed bro, head down to the 9 (brah, brah)
Tell ksi he can slide anytime (grrt)
I ain’t got time to reply to bitch ni**as (aye)
Opps tryna claim they’re big hitters (woo)
But their statics are bunned to a six figures (bruck)
Said she wanna chill with the big boys (aye)
Baby come chill with rich ni**as (brah)
Racks on the crib, let’s renovate (aye, aye)
Bop when I walk, pon’ man is heavy weight (boom)
Pree all my opp streams all last year (brah, brah, brah)
And my manager made more anyway
Hello, it’s a glock (brah), knock knock, who’s there?
Baddie wanna do shop-shop (mm-mm), move here
What you gonna do? (yo), stop-stop, who cares?
You ain’t gonna shoot that gun, you scared (brah, brah, brah, brah)
Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh
Got an african girl that wanna uh-huh
Even got a mali that wanna uh-uh
Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh
I got europeans singin’ my tunes (no cap)
I got asians singin’ my tunes (uh-huh)
Even got the opps singin’ my tunes
In jail, I had the cm singin’ my tunes (yes, yes, yes)
Fill it up with gyal til’ there’s no more room (made a mil’)
Made a mil’, still, you can get plugged like fumez
Bad b, she just wanna shake it, bend that back
Let’s take that s**t to the room (uh-uh-huh)
Heard a man got shot, r. Kelly (sorry)
All these streams, now, I’m on telly (mm-mm)
So when I back my shank like eh-eh (eh-eh?)
They’re like “Kilonshele?” (bow)
I was [?], tivoli gardens
Crocodile teeth on a ride full of sounds
Banged so hard I was s**ttin’ myself (brah, brah)
‘cah I thought he was dead on the ground (brah)
Hello, it’s a glock, knock knock, who’s there?
Baddie wanna do shop-shop, move here (mm-mm)
What you gonna do? (yo), stop-stop, who cares?
You ain’t gonna shoot that gun, you scared
Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh
Got an african girl that wanna uh-huh
Even got a mali that wanna uh-uh
Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh
Hello, it’s a glock, knock knock
Pen-peng ting wanna (mm-mm)
What you gonna do? Stop-stop
Got an african girl that wanna
Pen-peng ting wanna
Got an african girl that wanna
Even got a mali that wanna
Even got a yardy that wanna
Hello, it’s a glock, knock knock, who’s there?
Baddie wanna do shop-shop (mm-mm), move here
What you gonna do? (yo), stop-stop, who cares?
You ain’t gonna shoot that gun, you scared (brah, brah, brah, brah)
Pen-peng ting wanna uh-huh
Got an african girl that wanna uh-huh
Even got a mali that wanna uh-uh
Even got a yardy that wanna uh-huh