Lyrics Knox - Vonte , E'coolin

Stuntman, they got me feeling like Johnny Knox
Pockets big, I'm walking round with a lot of knots (Damn!)
Start getting money and stop fucking these thots
Ya'll niggas tripping, I'm tryna be big as Koch
Watermelon seats in the back as big as a couch
Hit the club, get the bands, dap up the bouncer then Bounce
The bouncer that's my nigga I been sold him a ounce
That shit some old news, you better just keep your cool Cause I'm
Hot baby, I'm the cum stain on socks baby
Meaning I'm stuck I figured it all out (All out)
Difference is, my penmanship is different
Youn wanna go thru the wire like Ye did
Strong words when I say "love" or "hate"
But I hate fuck niggas, and I love her face (Facts!)
We mounted up, KBE my scene
He got lean, who calling us? (Who?)
I can tell he green, from his jeans
She down to fuck (Damn!)
Yeah
But I got this
Popping up with all of my options and ya'll gone need Some tints
Stopping me bitch I ride Ducatis til my bucket list
Gone with the wind (Gone!)
Ima sin, my heart tin
Yeah
On my way to the fucking billboard
So much paper, she asking me for the wood too like a Clipboard (Wow!)
I stiff arm a bitch, and she still gone let the boy insert
A night to remember, my cup should have a hazardous Symbol
I spazz on the frequency, frequently
Hoes not at Francis Marion, but the head is still on Valedictorian
(Smart!)
I'm valid in the fucking hood
Just get one thing understood
Always having what it takes
They still do not know what it took (Never)
RIP my fucking dawg
My heart is with Comme Des Garcon
Never went to fucking prom
I was too busy making songs (Fuck it)
Shorty suck from dusk til dawn (Suck it)
Still alone but not a pawn
Me and E got all the broads
The coolest shit you ever saw
Stuntman, they got me feeling like Johnny Knox
Pockets big, I'm walking round with a lot of knots (Damn!)
Start getting money and stop fucking these thots
Ya'll niggas tripping, I'm tryna be big as Koch
(Lemme hear that)