Hooper Knucks & Not3s

[Verse 1: Knucks]
Yeah I take her through the road
Yeah I took a glass for the road
People change, you know how it go
Had to rearrange the digits on my phone
Feels like they wanna take the sauce off of me
Looking at mine like it's your property
When we just tryna ball properly
I ain't talking small small, I want all the money

[Chorus 1: Not3s]
(Swoosh)
Hooper
Balling through your city I'm a hooper
You do me, Imma do ya
Full time, we gon see who's the loser (the loser)
Amen, hallelujah
Balling through your city I'm a hooper
You do me, Imma do ya
Full time, we gon see who's the loser (the loser)

[Verse 2: Knucks & Not3s]
Yeah
I don't really understand
How they think they know me cause they see me on the 'gram
Met last week, I don't wanna be your man
It's like she wanna see me with a buggy in my hand
But that can't be me, no way
Cause I'm really tryna touch and go
Can't be stopped man, I'm on a roll
Really tryna give a dog a bone
Man I'm too fly when I'm walking
So fly like I'm Jordan
Too high, touch the sky
You're too low so don't force it
Your girls on my what do you call it? (What do you call it?)
Yeah you know what you call that, don't lie baby
Lying to my eyes, but you're alright with me
I ain't surprised, No I'm still tryna find milli's
Gotta call another time cause my line busy