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Knight in Shining Armor*

by Trippie Redd

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[Intro: Trippie Redd & Ashnikko]
I'm shy, oh my God
Yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
She say I'm her knight in shining armor, she say that she want me
Fendi, Louis, and Balenciaga, hold the chop' like Tony
Pull up to the block, they playin' possom, they don't even want it
Baby, it ain't trickin' if you got it, have 'em pay that money
Heard you talkin' crazy out your dome, I put a hundred on it
Niggas don't wanna go to war, [?] (Yeah)
Pussy, I'm the God Of War, I'ma let it blow
I'm a motherfuckin' carnivore, you better run (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I like to eat on a [?], diamonds they dancin' my neck
You talkin' that shit then you get a lil' TEC (Bow)
Uh, don't try to test
Ayy, we out of school, she givin' attention, no, she do not listen
Diamonds, they dancin' on me and they glisten
Draymond Green, palms itchin'
Bitch, I'm on demon time [?]
[?], [?]
Hit from the back from a certain angle
She suckin', she want me to take her to Bojangles
Hundred [?], [?] out the Range
I can't say [?] like Django
[?]...

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
She say I'm her knight in shining armor, she say that she want me
Fendi, Louis, and Balenciaga, hold the chop' like Tony
Pull up to the block, they playin' possom, they don't even want it
Baby, it ain't trickin' if you got it, have 'em pay that money
Heard you talkin' crazy out your dome, I put a hundred on it
Niggas don't wanna go to war, [?] (Yeah)
Pussy I'm the God Of War, I'ma let it blow
I'm a motherfuckin' carnivore, you better run (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Chris King]
[?] see me in a Jag'
Diamonds water, [?] flex
Rockin' rings like the meanest who flex
Hit the jewler up [?] like I need my Rolex (Fly)
Got the [?] all he need was a stretch
Blowin' O's, it's relivin' the stress (Blowin' O's)
We up [?] then we hittin' your safe
We get low then we hittin' your face
[?] on the block every time I see brick straight
Look at the [?] and the Cuban link
[?] every time she see a [?]
[?] one in your head, get geeked up
[?] in her stomach and I'm 'bout to deep [?]
I go to work on her 'cause she wanna see [?]
[?] blunt with gas up

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
She say I'm her knight in shining armor, she say that she want me
Fendi, Louis, and Balenciaga, hold the chop' like Tony
Pull up to the block, they playin' possom, they don't even want it
Baby, it ain't trickin' if you got it, have 'em pay that money
Heard you talkin' crazy out your dome, I put a hundred on it
Niggas don't wanna go to war, [?] (Yeah)
Pussy I'm the God Of War, I'ma let it blow
I'm a motherfuckin' carnivore, you better run (Yeah)

[Outro]
I can't explain, ooh, ooh
I can't explain, ooh, ooh
I can't explain, ooh, ooh
I can't explain, ooh, ooh