Super Knockoutz Remix Lyrics

[Intro]
Who's trying to get yaded? Who's trying to get yaded?!

[VERSE 1: Jay Fila]
Knockout, bitches with my cock out
Homie what you talking 'bout
I really am a dropout. What now?

Give me that bitch, I'mma rub the clit
My girl got her tit in her fucking lips
Ripping hits, excess fog
On the bong 'til you "Oh my god"

On my dick, got the whop
Jager Bomb, boom headshot
Dont give a fuck I ain't gon' stop
Jay Fila leave a weak ho shocked
In your spot, thizzing hard
Juggle heat like color guard
So bizarre, Piss on your car
DHR ain't walking far
Fuck ass bitch, you don't know me though
Make em want to dance my choreo
1... 2... Suck! Make me skeet
Laq in the back, I spit that heat
Low-key freak, give me dro
Puff puff pass, sip that slow
Bake that dough, burn that cash
Dollar to the dome, bitch, fuck your class
Fuck that ass, best by far

Break this bitch 'til she fall apart
Mental mars, Earth is ours
Coming through your hood cutting up cigars
In your yard and I'm spitting bars
Julian leave the emcees scarred
In your yard and I'm spitting bars
Yeah Julian leave the emcees scarred

[Hook]

[VERSE 3: Nik Bates]
Wake up, don’t know where the fuck I’m at
I’m sleeping down stairs on the welcome mat
You looking at me like: "Welcome back
So Far Gone, where the album at?"
I’ma make it, just give me another week
It ain’t easy, if all you do is sleep

Wake up (Drink some brew). Go to sleep (Drink some brew)
Go to to class (Drink some brew)
Come and kick it with me? And we’ll drink some brew
Drinking brew, drinking brew, that all we ever think
Don’t care about that mink, I’m just trying to find a sink
No ambition, my mind is in a prison
And these goggles are an obstruction to my vision
Alcoholic, but not by my own admission
I pray to Jager, Hennessey is my religion
Try to take away my keys, but I’m still determined
Of course I’m faded, motherfucker, now I’m swerving
Give a fuck about the people I be hurting
Went up the curb and the scene was disturbing

[Hook]

[Outro]
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop bottles pop
Is that really how you want to live the rest of your life?

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Genius Annotation

“Super Knockoutz” is meant to be a vile, ignorant party rap. Yet, the lyrics and story criticize just about everything it appears to be bragging about.

Nik Bates criticizes not people who party, but people who live to party and get wasted, commenting on whether or not they even have the ambition to finish school or even to face the facts of reality.

Jay Fila wrote the most ignorant party rap he could, and Nik’s verses are a story of your typical party dude, from his perspective, being so proud of himself and such a party animal until drunk driving ends up killing him.

It’s the bonus track for the Goodbye, San Diego mixtape, as it really doesn’t fit in with the aesthetic or the story of the entire tape.

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