Knock Off lyrics

by

Dylan Thomas


Intro: (Dylan That b*tch)
Dumb, dusty, musty, crusty b*tchES!!!!!!!!!!
I hear you walk, talk
You're not my Migo, no TakeOff
You're just my little knock off
You're just my little knock off
If I kill a beat then it's dead
Can't no one revive it
Yea that's what the f*ck I said
And I'm gone stand by it, Go

Verse 1: (Ratchet Robbie)
We like the needles in the haystack no one is like us
We better than the b*tches, we just don't have the racks
You dirty boy, you take a bus
When you get around us you don't no how to act
Too fruity boy, you a little bit sus
We get it boy, we know you want to smack
Not a big deal, don't make a fuss
But okay, Let's Backtrack
These Knock Off's are getting slack
These Knock Off's are really whack
These Knock Off's need to give it back
These Knock Off's I will Hijack
These Knock Off's crazy maniacs
These Knock Off's ain't on the race track
These knock off's will get attacked
I have no heart b*tch cardiac
Verse 2: (Dylan That b*tch)
Who the f*ck come through stuntin like me? Dylan T
Check you b*tches just like I'm Nike
Wanna be me b*tch and I know that's highkey
Insert myself in the league but no Ivy
School you b*tches real quick just like Yale
b*tches can't see and try to read, braille
Ain't on no ship but I'm going to Sail
I am the King and b*tch you will hail
Beauty like Belle
I'm Doin it real well
While yall takin LL’s
But i'm cool, jay like blue
Print it out like school
Yea they see me and they drool
They see you and say Boohoo
Vroom vroom start the engine
Lemme get my henchman
We looking for you i ain't playing like im benching

Verse 3: (Dylan That b*tch)
Need my dollar bills real nice flat and crisp
Imma seek her she gone be stuttering like she got a lisp
Tired of the broken promithes can’t to do it no more
Done with the knockoffs pass me the ball imma score
Thats how you really kill a verse
Make a wish like i'm a fountain
Drink it up and quench ya thirst
On top like a mountain
On the rankings? Yea im first
Money that im countin? that could not be in ya purse
Killed these Knock Off’s now go call a nurse
Look
Just because that i’m winning
Don't you mean that you gotta start twinning b*tch
Just because that i’m winning
Don't you mean that you gotta start twinning
Yea these b*tches won't like yo pictures
But they end up lookin just like ya pictures
Knock it Off
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