Who Do You Think That You're Fuckin Wit Lyrics

Knightowl

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Lyrics to Who Do You Think That You're Fuckin Wit
Who Do You Think That You're Fuckin Wit Video:
[Knightowl (Talkin)]

Hey what's up you fuckin bitch

Now look at your sorry punk ass

[car screechin off]

I'd like to dedicate this song

To all them punk mothafuckas

That be talking shit

Even though they know

They ain't bout a god damn thing

Fuck you and fuck all those that surround you

You weak ass little bitch

And to all those mothafuckas that don't like

What I speak, choke on a fat ass dick

And to those that wanna step to my boy Chris Gunn

Watch that ass mothafucka



[Knightowl]

Fool think about who you fuck wit

You can't step to me

And get away with that bull mothafucka

Knightowl be the one to put a gat inside your mouth

I'll smoke that ass then head south

It's that criminal bringin all those putos drama

Bitch made niggas get broke like a ramma

I'ma put em in the house of pain

Without a brain it got blown out

Now it's mothafuckin lights out

So anybody that'll try to disrespect me

Best believe ain't nobody bad enough to thee

Not so nice, given a fuck about life

Roll that ass like some dice

You must pay the price

Nobody's able to bust things the way that I do

I got this for you and you're mothafuckin crew

A chrome fuckin peace that'll spit to the head

Lot's of mothafuckin lead, leavin all putos dead



[Chorus: Chris Gunn]

Who do you think

That you're fuckin wit

I'll put a bullet inside your dome

Who do you think

That you're fuckin wit

I'll never let you make it home



[Knightowl]

Second time around but you still think you're tough

You tried to call a bluff and to that you got snuffed

Life ain't nothin but a mothafuckin dream

Come try and battle, go ahead bring on the whole team

I'm the man that'll fight him, I out right em

Puttin my shit down for the mothafuckin brown

Puttin slugs in all you sons of bitches

Punks like you get dropped off wearing stiches

I don't fuck around, never play, never will

My intentions, you know be to kill

Anybody that'll wanna come try

This mothafuckin lokness

Eyeballs up on the scope and I'm focused

I never lost a battle and behind my own shadow

I'm fatal like a mothafuckin rattle

I stick and move to those that'll test

I bust them 38 slugs in your chest



[Chorus]



[Knightowl]

Poppa don't take no mess so call me daddy

I'll snatch a mothafucka right out his caddy

Then put a bullet in his dome

That shit be on, don't mad dog or look at me wrong

Cause I'ma put that ass inside a freezer

Direct to the morgue you'll be stiff as a board

So when I see that ass up close

You best run little bitch, I knows you's a snitch

You wanted to battle

But you become the fuckin victim

And not a damn thing changed as I ripped him

In two, what the fuck you gonna do about

When the gun's on my lap

And the demon's bustin caps

Run, just like that little bitch that you be

Stop tryin to be like me, I'm O.G.

You'll be unreliable, I'll be uncontrollable

All the shit I say is qouteable



[Chorus]

[2x]



[Chorus 2: Knightowl]

I don't think you wanna fuck around

With the mothafuckin Knightowl

Cause you might get smoked

I'll put you in plastic inside of a casket

Your mothafuckin face with a shotgun I blasted

[2x]



[Chris Gunn]

Who do you think

That you're fuckin wit
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