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KO

3:342025-10-30

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Description

Producer: Charlie Cooks Producer: NLE The Great Producer: Aaron Mattes Mixing, Recording: Aaron Mattes Background Vocals: Collin Fano Background Vocals: Dalia Grizzard Background Vocals: Malavika Truba Trumpet: Mark Franklin Vocals: NLE The Great A&R Assistant: Sabella Sinn Trumpet: Terence Washington A&R Administrator: Theresa Joseph Mastering: Tiernan Cranny Writer: Aaron Mattes Writer: Bryson Potts Writer: Charles Nelson Forsberg Writer: Dennis Lambert Writer: Duane Hitchings Writer: Franne Golde

Lyrics and translation

Original

Yahweh, yahweh

K-O, K-O

Hmm, voo-D-I-O

Yahweh bomba ye

Don't step any further (Ayy)

I was quiet for a minute, now I'm breaking up the peace

Insomnia, time to wake you niggas out ya' sleep

I say I'm on 'em, they in a coma, it's time to dome 'em

Headshot, goner, you can smell the aroma

YoungBoy, what? This the big boy league

I put one up in your gut under the Jesus piece

Last thing that I heard was "Jesus, please"

Had me looking at the Devil like, "This is your king?"

Ain't no fun, when the rabbit got the gun, you run

You just a pawn on the Devil's chessboard, you're done

I'm trying to step some, bless some, wet one, stretch one

(Don't step any further) What you can do, I can do better

R.I.P. y'all altogether, all black in some leather (K-O, K-O)

(Hmm, voo-D-I-O)

I eat bullets and shit Berettas, rival with my Chiappa Winchester

(Yahweh bomba ye)

Bet yo' bottom dollar Top Shotta packin' heat (Don't step any further)

Iron Mike, Cus D'Amato, I'll put a nigga to sleep

We can bang this shit out for all the real niggas

The house and the field niggas, I'm trill, nigga

I rock nations, "Still nigga"

Cut the head off the snake when I deal with 'em

So it's on like Scarface, Al Capone (K-O, K-O)

Lucky Luciano, Don Vito Corleone (Hmm, voo D-I-O)

And I'll bury all you cockroaches, where? In ya' homes, the catacombs

Store the bones, I'ma leave smoking

When the smoke clear, cry smoke of tears

"It's Hunting Season" on the "Wall of Weird," head-hunting souvenirs

K-O, K-O

Hmm, voo-D-I-O

Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga)

K-O

Purple reign, I'm strapped with two Glocks on me, twin flames

Tryna bring a demon pain, I'm losing sane

I got a bullet, engraved on it, his name

Clip like a dick, dump it 'til it's all gone, that's a sex change

This shit gets deeper than rap, can give a fuck 'bout the streets

Yahweh sent me to decease 'em, so I'm the reaper to greet 'em

Andale, bombs away, down go the four

Ten was the count (Nigga), but he don't want no mo'

Let's see who macho for real (K-O)

Lock me in a room with you (K-O)

I'll make ya pipsqueak squeal from his grill (Hmm, voo-D-I-O)

I'm gonna cock it and let you taste the iron (Yahweh bomba ye)

(Don't step any further)

Blow your head off your neck like a dandelion, come on

Bitch boy, sugar honey iced tea

He a he-she man, brah, I'll put them lead carrots in yo' ass

Now you're wearin' a colostomy bag for a pamper

(Don't step any further)

I'm cancer, I'm tryna cancel 'em

K-O (Man), K-O (Down)

Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)

Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Don't step any further, nigga)

You poison the youth, nothin' positive you do (K-O, K-O)

You the reason niggas beating bitches, thinking that it's cute

(Hmm, voo D-I-O)

You send niggas to do what you wouldn't even do (Yahweh bomba ye)

Role model, you will never fit the shoe, mmh (Don't step any further)

Just a nigga with emotion, a breastfed bitch

Your aura give me the ick, niggas like you make me sick

Money, power, guns, and a few drugged-out crash outs

(Don't step any further)

Make you think you the one who can lash out

Fuck benefit of doubt, we all tryna make it out

Tried to peace it up with ya, you the one that wanted clout

Holding onto an image that you ain't really living

(Don't step any further)

Everybody that you rep on, I know who really did it, uh

Can you feel it? The reaper want a visit (K-O, K-O)

Judgement Day around the corner, the Creator livid (Hmm, voo D-I-O)

(Yahweh bomba ye)

Purposely making decisions to promote mo' violence

(Don't step any further)

That's bringing mo' death unto his innocent children

When I do it, it's different, when he do it, it's ignorant

I'm in love with the art, he tearing people apart

Embrace my light and my dark, why he ain't doing his part?

Why he ain't doing his part? Why he ain't doing his part?

K-O (Man), K-O (Down)

Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)

Ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga, bow-bow)

K-O (Man), K-O (Down)

Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)

Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Bow-bow-bow)

(Any further)

English translation

Yahweh, yahweh

K-O, K-O

Hmm, voo-D-I-O

Yahweh bomba ye

Don't step any further (Ayy)

I was quiet for a minute, now I'm breaking up the peace

Insomnia, time to wake you niggas out ya' sleep

I say I'm on 'em, they in a coma, it's time to dome 'em

Headshot, goner, you can smell the aroma

YoungBoy, what? This the big boy league

I put one up in your gut under the Jesus piece

Last thing that I heard was "Jesus, please"

Had me looking at the Devil like, "This is your king?"

Ain't no fun, when the rabbit got the gun, you run

You just a pawn on the Devil's chessboard, you're done

I'm trying to step some, bless some, wet one, stretch one

(Don't step any further) What you can do, I can do better

R.I.P. y'all altogether, all black in some leather (K-O, K-O)

(Hmm, voo-D-I-O)

I eat bullets and shit Berettas, rival with my Chiappa Winchester

(Yahweh bomba ye)

Bet yo' bottom dollar Top Shotta packin' heat (Don't step any further)

Iron Mike, Cus D'Amato, I'll put a nigga to sleep

We can bang this shit out for all the real niggas

The house and the field niggas, I'm trill, nigga

I rock nations, "Still nigga"

Cut the head off the snake when I deal with 'em

So it's on like Scarface, Al Capone (K-O, K-O)

Lucky Luciano, Don Vito Corleone (Hmm, voo D-I-O)

And I'll bury all you cockroaches, where? In ya' homes, the catacombs

Store the bones, I'ma leave smoking

When the smoke clear, cry smoke of tears

"It's Hunting Season" on the "Wall of Weird," head-hunting souvenirs

K-O, K-O

Hmm, voo-D-I-O

Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga)

K-O

Purple reign, I'm strapped with two Glocks on me, twin flames

Tryna bring a demon pain, I'm losing sane

I got a bullet, engraved on it, his name

Clip like a dick, dump it 'til it's all gone, that's a sex change

This shit gets deeper than rap, can give a fuck 'bout the streets

Yahweh sent me to decease 'em, so I'm the reaper to greet 'em

Andale, bombs away, down go the four

Ten was the count (Nigga), but he don't want no mo'

Let's see who macho for real (K-O)

Lock me in a room with you (K-O)

I'll make ya pipsqueak squeal from his grill (Hmm, voo-D-I-O)

I'm gonna cock it and let you taste the iron (Yahweh bomba ye)

(Don't step any further)

Blow your head off your neck like a dandelion, come on

Bitch boy, sugar honey iced tea

He a he-she man, brah, I'll put them lead carrots in yo' ass

Now you're wearin' a colostomy bag for a pamper

(Don't step any further)

I'm cancer, I'm tryna cancel 'em

K-O (Man), K-O (Down)

Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)

Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Don't step any further, nigga)

You poison the youth, nothin' positive you do (K-O, K-O)

You the reason niggas beating bitches, thinking that it's cute

(Hmm, voo D-I-O)

You send niggas to do what you wouldn't even do (Yahweh bomba ye)

Role model, you will never fit the shoe, mmh (Don't step any further)

Just a nigga with emotion, a breastfed bitch

Your aura give me the ick, niggas like you make me sick

Money, power, guns, and a few drugged-out crash outs

(Don't step any further)

Make you think you the one who can lash out

Fuck benefit of doubt, we all tryna make it out

Tried to peace it up with ya, you the one that wanted clout

Holding onto an image that you ain't really living

(Don't step any further)

Everybody that you rep on, I know who really did it, uh

Can you feel it? The reaper want a visit (K-O, K-O)

Judgement Day around the corner, the Creator livid (Hmm, voo D-I-O)

(Yahweh bomba ye)

Purposely making decisions to promote mo' violence

(Don't step any further)

That's bringing mo' death unto his innocent children

When I do it, it's different, when he do it, it's ignorant

I'm in love with the art, he tearing people apart

Embrace my light and my dark, why he ain't doing his part?

Why he ain't doing his part? Why he ain't doing his part?

K-O (Man), K-O (Down)

Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)

Ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Don't you step any further, nigga, bow-bow)

K-O (Man), K-O (Down)

Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)

Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)

Don't step any further (Bow-bow-bow)

(Any further)

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