EXTRA LOUD (ft. FLUXX)

Hook:
Everybody wanna fuck around wit this clique
We be getting extra loud in this bitch
Pull up to the house party like “Yo”
I’ma roll a fucking ounce in this crib
Swear to God I’m tryna fuck around wit this bitch
Play my song she said that’s my shit
Giving no fucks every time we show up
Ain’t no turning down in this bitch


FLUXX
All about the money, all about the money
Cause I ain’t fucking wit these thotties they all sound the same
God dam
Time to twist up
They watching if I slip up
Hopping out of bed still shining in my slippers yo
Fuck them other n***as cause I’m down for n***as yo
Fuck them other n***as they ain’t riding in my vehicle
Text from the ex tryna holla back
I used to really love the sex now I’m off that
I’m trying to explain that I’m just doing me
It’s better for ya to ignore the insecurities
Stop acting up tweeting all that crazy shit
Looking like a crazy bitch
You should know I hate that shit
A lot of people I ain’t fucking wit
Cutting everyone off that comes across suspect
Up by sunrise going hard till sunset
In my grind mode putting on for my set
Talk is cheap
You awfully weak
I outta leave
Bring your bitch back to the crib commit robbery
Sipping this glass wit some weed man that’s all I need
Everybody rollin’ n***a welcome to the Northeast


KNOCKOUT
Tryna make a mothafucking cloud in this bitch
Sip a bunch of liquor might drown in this shit
Still grabbing my cup straight downing this shit
Every time I hit the stage they get down wit the kid
D-down wit kid
Is you down wit this shit or nah
I need a bitch that can sip Ciroc and twist the weed
Lighting up Christmas trees
Bitch it’s Knock when I rock
500 degrees make it hot don’t stop
I’m coming off the top when I’m dropping this so properly
I hear these other rappers and I’m thinking
I am probably the sickest twenty year old jumping on the beat
So stop it when you think of fucking crossing me
I ought be chilling like boss driving fast ass cars
But that’s what I’m working hard for
There really ain’t no stopping me
Ima make sure my momma proud of me
Doing what I got to do to get these rhymes up outta me
Like fuck the economy I’m bouta hit the lottery
Looking at these stars like I’m studying astronomy
But honestly these cocksuckers really ain’t as hot as me
If you really fuck wit Knock then come rock wit me
I just pop up cause a bunch of fucking ruckus then I roll
Just a bunch of young mothafuckers living in the moment
I break a bunch of bud up then I roll
FinnaRAGE is the movement
You can’t control it