"Bobby Knight" lyrics
ELCamino & Black Soprano Family Lyrics
(feat. French Montana & Benny The Butcher)
Private jet, tryin' to stay below the radar
Make a wrist lookin' like I took a pay off
Searchin' for my peace, tryin' to find a way
And even at the beach, they couldn't ride away
Wonder should I stay or go home, cause I'm runnin' late
You walk around with your diamonds all good
Why you talkin' so proper, you come straight out the hood
If a man's ain't fresh up off the lot, it's no good
Fine brown ting, talk a lot, she no good
Her down too, I ask, she no good
Brand new Chanel bags, she no good
You walk around with your 40 through your hood, don't you?
If you could be one of us, you know you would, won't you?
If you wanna turn shit up, you gotta do better
If you sit and learn from us, you will move better
If I die now, I'll probably be a legend
Seats, whipped cream, and it's 9-11
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Gotta peep the scene
Full magazine, came with the beam
Took like Bobby Knight, I could build a team
Need a championship ring, bitch, by any means
I was in that trench trying to find a way
Drippin' for my necklace, it got condensation
Flight out to Milan, 14-hour waitin'
Put it on the CC, long way from that Mary Kay
[?]
Hard to find a snake, swim to grass green
Favorite subject, recess, probably Sir Mydeen
If that baby low, you I feed a Celine
Moonwalkin' Michael Jack, my bitch Billie Jean
Leather on the PJ, make him feel awake
We ain't goin' steady, but she wanna stay
Yellow diamonds on my necklace, dance like Danny Lay
Bugatti just like Prancif, sly like Santa Slay
I live to die, great
These bitches in my DMs, see why niggas hate?
Click, full of trill, none of my niggas fake
When I die, bury me, casket full of cake
If I die now, I'll probably be a legend
Seats, whipped cream, and it's 9-11
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Gotta peep the scene
Full magazine Came with the beam
Hook like Bobby Knight could build a team
Need a championship ring, bitch, by any means
I was in that trench, tryin' to find a way
Drippin' for my necklace, it got condensation
Flight out to Milan, 14-hour waitin'
Put it on the CC, long way from that Mary Kay
Make a wrist lookin' like I took a pay off
Searchin' for my peace, tryin' to find a way
And even at the beach, they couldn't ride away
Wonder should I stay or go home, cause I'm runnin' late
You walk around with your diamonds all good
Why you talkin' so proper, you come straight out the hood
If a man's ain't fresh up off the lot, it's no good
Fine brown ting, talk a lot, she no good
Her down too, I ask, she no good
Brand new Chanel bags, she no good
You walk around with your 40 through your hood, don't you?
If you could be one of us, you know you would, won't you?
If you wanna turn shit up, you gotta do better
If you sit and learn from us, you will move better
If I die now, I'll probably be a legend
Seats, whipped cream, and it's 9-11
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Gotta peep the scene
Full magazine, came with the beam
Took like Bobby Knight, I could build a team
Need a championship ring, bitch, by any means
I was in that trench trying to find a way
Drippin' for my necklace, it got condensation
Flight out to Milan, 14-hour waitin'
Put it on the CC, long way from that Mary Kay
[?]
Hard to find a snake, swim to grass green
Favorite subject, recess, probably Sir Mydeen
If that baby low, you I feed a Celine
Moonwalkin' Michael Jack, my bitch Billie Jean
Leather on the PJ, make him feel awake
We ain't goin' steady, but she wanna stay
Yellow diamonds on my necklace, dance like Danny Lay
Bugatti just like Prancif, sly like Santa Slay
I live to die, great
These bitches in my DMs, see why niggas hate?
Click, full of trill, none of my niggas fake
When I die, bury me, casket full of cake
If I die now, I'll probably be a legend
Seats, whipped cream, and it's 9-11
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Bodied everything, I hit a newer level
Gotta peep the scene
Full magazine Came with the beam
Hook like Bobby Knight could build a team
Need a championship ring, bitch, by any means
I was in that trench, tryin' to find a way
Drippin' for my necklace, it got condensation
Flight out to Milan, 14-hour waitin'
Put it on the CC, long way from that Mary Kay
