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knock a hoe - katie got bandz lyrics

[verse 1: dreezy]
knock a ho out her boy shorts
cut them off like newborns
all these b*tches better stay in line, like they tryna cop some new jordans
i’m rocking b*tches like lullabies
my money stacked about ceiling high
i’m checked up like doctors
acting b*tches need oscars
i break a band like katie do
and i give these n*ggas no feelings
these b*tches watching like wittnesses
and i’m flexin on them like gymnistes
rest in peace
my n*ggas be tryna eat
the money we be running, and [?] feet
[?] up on me some [?]
[?]
running sh*t til i’m out of breath
if they tryna stop me, i’m [?]
and i’m balling hard, i don’t need a reff
and i’m eating rappers, don’t need a chef
and i been the sh*t, they smelling me
my kicks [?]
my dread hair look [?]
and if your mouth [?] try spelling bees
’cause we knock a ho
[verse 2: g herbo]
knock a ho out her boy shorts
f*ck a b*tch [?]
pick a group of broads that’s gon’ do the squad, they ain’t sucking d*ck, they ain’t the right kind
i ain’t trickin money, b*tch, i like [?]
p*ssy only call me when it’s nighttime
when i’m in and out, i call it [?]
[?] hotter than a [?]
[?] call it spray [?]
[?]
[?] and i am not lieing
n*ggas can’t compare, so they should stop trying
see [?] this the ice [?]
like a chandelier, this the right kind
[?] bright shine
but you shouldn’t [?] ’cause it might [?]
i like [?] 750
in the astin martin [?]
i’m a really [?] ’cause i’m ’bout that
and them b*tches flying like i’m southwest
and it’s lil herbo, i’m a young n*gga
gotta get money and forever flex
i ain’t worried ’bout no f*ck n*ggas
if they f*ck with us, get them in the chest

[verse 3: katie got bandz]
knock a ho out her boy shorts
we shoot guns like [?]
don’t f*ck around on my home court
i’m shooting sh*t like steve [?]
still [?] my mans [?]
katie drilling, get bands [?]
still riding around in that backseat
that 30 round, my hood know
see the opps, i will blow
no lackin, b*tch, i will go
face to face like tango
[?]
i’ll make them eat a sh*ll, no taco
show no love to these oppos
me [?] game [?]
[?] opp [?]
knock a ho out her boy shorts
smoke a b*tch like newport
riding foreign, that new sport
h*lla dirty [?] white [?]
30 shots better hit [?]
bullits blow, that sh*t hurt
no leg shots, put her on a shirt
straight knock a ho out her boy shorts
bandz!
[verse 4: lil bibby]
riding round, smoking dope
with relly rell, lil chris at the 30
gonna knock an opp out his [?]
these n*ggas be b*tches
he get 10 years, i bet he tell
[?] shorty
come do a hit, i bet he fail
ok, i’m riding round [?] that ruger
don’t argue with no b*tch
call katie up to come do her
bibby, i got shooters
don’t f*ck around with them losers
in the club with that mack
n*ggas wanna fight, but i’m shooting
that fighting sh*t make no sence
n*ggas don’t be on sh*t
my fit cost about 2 bands
and my whip cost about 4 bricks
[?] shirt, that’s 600
broke n*ggas ain’t on this
everybody claming they shoot
but these n*ggas ain’t blowing sh*t

- katie got bandz lyrics

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