Knotty Head - Denzel Curry, Rick Ross

It’s history right here

(Tote a 4 and pour some liq')

Wassup my nigga?

(I'ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen)

It’s time to empower these niggas mane, do it for the city

(This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live)

We got to give it to them raw though, ya feel me?

(Knotty headed niggas)

Hair is nappy, knotty

Fuck karate, I got me a shotty

Jumpin' in the door, kamikaze

Origami if the neighbors saw me

But I won’t fold, oh no

That’s how the young boy’s ass got smoked

But they got jacked like MK4

Sub-zero, put a nigga on salt, iced out

This the price I gotta pay because I wanna be iced out

Have them lookin' at my face as they tellin' me lights out

Sleep is the cause of the death, no a NY not my state of mind

211's broad day, I had to live a life of crime

Get the product then we out the door

Mama I’ve been twistin' weed

And now it’s time to lock the fro, blowin' dro

Call me knotty head cause I don’t give a fuck

I was raised off in the projects, know this life ain’t meant for us

Bitch I can’t be touched

Get the product then we out the door

Mama I’ve been twistin' weed

And now it’s time to lock the fro, let it go

Call me knotty head and if I ever go

Tell my mama that I love her cause tomorrow not for sure

I would never know

Tote a 4 and pour some liq'

I’ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Tote a 4 and pour some liq'

I’ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Hair is nappy, knotty, pack a pistol when I’m in the party

Life is melancholy, sellin' flock when they think it’s molly

Bitches be givin' me sloppy

My pockets on Andy Milonakis

Bumpin' Speaker Knockerz

Rico’s Story when I see the coppers

Gem golds in my mouth and my dreads lookin' like a palm-tree

Plus you know what a nigga’s skin tone is, so that’s why they fuck with me

Opposition we made obsolete when aimin' and targetin'

Monday to Sunday, all of you niggas, we slangin' like Pistol Pete, peace

Get the product then we out the door

Mama I’ve been twistin' weed

And now it’s time to lock the fro, blowin' dro

Call me knotty head cause I don’t give a fuck

I was raised off in the projects, know this life ain’t meant for us

Bitch I can’t be touched

Get the product then we out the door

Mama I’ve been twistin' weed

And now it’s time to lock the fro, let it go

Call me knotty head and if I ever go

Tell my mama that I love her cause tomorrow not for sure

I would never know

Tote a 4 and pour some liq'

I’ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Tote a 4 and pour some liq'

I’ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen

This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live

Knotty headed niggas

Yeah, uh

Maybach Music

Found another body in the lake (Huh)

Same day another tattoo on his face (Huh)

Obituary on his mother’s fireplace

Baby mother fuck another sucker on a blind date (Woo)

Shots fired every night I’m tryna mind mine

Dolphin Gang, Bello cigars on the sideline

(Yea)

Pussy niggas, you can see it on his timeline

Hatin' on his dawg, shit I’m tryna find mine (Woo)

Calm nigga, when I’m lit up I get Von Miller

(Huh)

Rich niggas, if you real then you can run with us (Let's get it)

Educated reading books, I’m talkin Art of War

Whippin yoda yayo residue on the marble floors

I wanna see my niggas with the flyest clothes (Woo)

Came to put my city on that’s if I’m right or wrong (What?)

Pulling into Risco Park in the richest cars

(Woo)

And I’m thinking of my dawgs since I’m livin wrong

Jehovah’s witness, swear to God I done seen it all (Bang)

Picking up the pistols every time the dogs bark (ugh)

You pointing fingers but them choppers cutting arms off

, we came to warn y’all

Mothafucka, damn right, we came to warn y’all (Woo)

Mothafucka, damn right, we came to warn y’all (Huh)

Curry what’s up!

Double M

(Uh)

It’s futuristic shit