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cyrus carter – knockout lyrics

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everything i touch
it’s never gonna flop
i get 10s
all these b+tches get chops
neck so cold
cuz i put it on rocks
i’m a knockout
i ain’t talking ’bout box (x2)

i’m a dime
i can never be dubbed
hit the jeweler
flood the wrist
so that it’s wet as tub
i remember it was times
they ain’t show me no love
now i got every n+gga trying to give me a hug
racks for the shoe
to keep my foot on their necks
swear these b+tches must be drunk
if they deny i’m the best
don’t give a f
principle, get put to the test
how these b+tches throwing shade
but they life is a mess
he’s my babe if he toting a bat
like him with a fresh fade and a hat
very honest
all these b+tches is cap
she worried that i want her n+gga
had to tell her relax
they should call me ali
hot like a tamale
asking where i keep it
in my pocket
like i’m polly
treat him like a lolli
trick ’em like a ollie
he think that i’m hot i got him sweating like a molly
everything i touch
it’s never gonna flop
i get 10s
all these b+tches get chops
neck so cold
cuz i put it on rocks
i’m a knockout
i ain’t talking ’bout box (x2)

strike
out of the park
all my diamonds glisten
you can see in the dark
n+ggas know i like to finish
i don’t know why they start
tell that b+tch i’m never lacking
i’m on point like a dart
creep up on these b+tches
out the bush like surprise
had to dub these n+ggas
they been telling me lies
hoes mad cuz i’m the sh+t with no flies
catching them eyes
1st place
yeah i’m the prize
from the jungle
not the gym
unless his name is liquor
i’m not chasing after him
f+ck up out my face
i don’t have time to make a friend
b+tches saying that they rich
but these b+tches play pretend
face card, valid
i’m the best, no khaled
food on my plate
get the green like a salad
hoes going out sad
they remind me of ballad
they don’t have the taste
they need to broaden up their palette
everything i touch
it’s never gonna flop
i get 10s
all these b+tches get chops
neck so cold
cuz i put it on rocks
i’m a knockout
i ain’t talking ’bout box (x2)

i really am a knockout
and i ain’t talking ’bout box
and all these b+tches ain’t on sh+t
but c+cks



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