Nik Bates - Super Knockoutz Remix lyrics

[Intro] Who's trying to get yaded? Who's trying to get yaded?! [VERSE 1: Jay Fila] Knockout, b**hes with my co*k out Homie what you talking 'bout I really am a dropout. What now? Give me that b**h, I'mma rub the clit My girl got her tit in her f**ing lips Ripping hits, excess fog On the bong 'til you "Oh my god" On my dick, got the whop Jager Bomb, boom headshot Dont give a f** I ain't gon' stop Jay Fila leave a weak ho shocked In your spot, thizzing hard Juggle heat like color guard So bizarre, Piss on your car DHR ain't walking far f** a** b**h, you don't know me though Make em want to dance my choreo 1... 2... s**! Make me skeet Laq in the back, I spit that heat Low-key freak, give me dro Puff puff pa**, sip that slow Bake that dough, burn that cash Dollar to the dome, b**h, f** your cla** f** that a**, best by far Break this b**h 'til she fall apart Mental mars, Earth is ours Coming through your hood cutting up cigars In your yard and I'm spitting bars Julian leave the emcees scarred In your yard and I'm spitting bars Yeah Julian leave the emcees scarred [Hook: Nik Bates] Doesn't matter if I end up a dropout That party life is really all I want now Forget reality, I'm living just to rock out Cause we do it for the super knockoutz Knockoutz, Knockoutz Knockoutz, Knockoutz Knockoutz, Knockoutz Knockoutz, do it ‘til we knocked out [VERSE 2: Nik Bates] I ain't saying all your friends are doing it But you need some friends to do it with Bumping kilos that these other rappers moving in You the life of the party? Hmm, well, now's the time to be proving it Took a shot? Here have one more. You ain't having fun ‘til you hit the floor Gimme 20 bills, I'mma get some more. Heart racing when I pull up to the store Be on the look out, look now, the coast is clear They didn't see me, believe me, I know they hear Two twisted, lifted, kids with Big jackets, acting suspicious Pick a couple bottles and I'm on the run. Sprinting like they got a gun Burning up like I'm on the sun, I do it for the rush and I do it for the fun Pull up to the driveway thinking I'ma be the sh** and I saved the function with the laq that we lifted How we live it, give a f** about a ticket We ain't addicted but we like getting twisted [Hook] [VERSE 3: Nik Bates] Wake up, don't know where the f** I'm at I'm sleeping down stairs on the welcome mat You looking at me like: "Welcome back So Far Gone, where the album at?" I'ma make it, just give me another week It ain't easy, if all you do is sleep Wake up (Drink some brew). Go to sleep (Drink some brew) Go to to cla** (Drink some brew) Come and kick it with me? And we'll drink some brew Drinking brew, drinking brew, that all we ever think Don't care about that mink, I'm just trying to find a sink No ambition, my mind is in a prison And these goggles are an obstruction to my vision Alcoholic, but not by my own admission I pray to Jager, Hennessey is my religion Try to take away my keys, but I'm still determined Of course I'm faded, motherf**er, now I'm swerving Give a f** about the people I be hurting Went up the curb and the scene was disturbing [Hook] [Outro] Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop Is that really how you want to live the rest of your life?