Excuse Me
You ain't Really with it why you acting like that
Homie you forgetting I done mastered the craft
Bars hit your back until your abdomen crack
You can't catch up, you gon' have a fuckin' asthma attack
Never will you find me paying for views
I'm saying the news, & also braking the rules
Catching these fools, who faking like they making it through
But they aint really saying the truth
Got daddy money paying their dues
Like the shit's so good you got everyone saying it too?
"Good Music"
You should be ashamed that you do this
Aint nobody playing that bullshit
We get it, you know what autotune is
We also know that you're awful at using it
Stop with the cool shit
I'm not with the bullshit
Constipated ass, fool you constantly full of shit
Son of a mask, slow down muh'fucka' you aint coming to pass
Run in the back
I'm running laps, & I'm running the map
When these muh'fuckas comin' to rap EXCUSE ME
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me
Hello, Hi
I know you probably thought I was a really nice guy
But I aint got the patience, or any time
To let shit slide, like I'm surfing on a tide
But the wave wont die, so the reign wont dry
Flow stay wait, catch you slippin' on the slide
Know you finna run and hide, see we been peeped the fake shit
Dawg what the fuck is you sayin'?
Never will I lie for the clout
Never will I have any doubt that I'm the best out
Got you on the book stressed out
We aint doing nothing but killing everybody with the sound
Dont talk that now, when you aint got that loud
My shit lit and it wont go out
BOW, this aint no kirko adlib, I'ma take the crown
So on yo knees, I need my green
So this time this shit not for free
Collect my fee, cos' in this game thats full of greed
I must suceed
And i been plottin' understand
Over flowing cos' I can
Finna' flood the whole state so you don't have no where to land
Like Excuse me
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me
Homie you forgetting I done mastered the craft
Bars hit your back until your abdomen crack
You can't catch up, you gon' have a fuckin' asthma attack
Never will you find me paying for views
I'm saying the news, & also braking the rules
Catching these fools, who faking like they making it through
But they aint really saying the truth
Got daddy money paying their dues
Like the shit's so good you got everyone saying it too?
"Good Music"
You should be ashamed that you do this
Aint nobody playing that bullshit
We get it, you know what autotune is
We also know that you're awful at using it
Stop with the cool shit
I'm not with the bullshit
Constipated ass, fool you constantly full of shit
Son of a mask, slow down muh'fucka' you aint coming to pass
Run in the back
I'm running laps, & I'm running the map
When these muh'fuckas comin' to rap EXCUSE ME
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me
Hello, Hi
I know you probably thought I was a really nice guy
But I aint got the patience, or any time
To let shit slide, like I'm surfing on a tide
But the wave wont die, so the reign wont dry
Flow stay wait, catch you slippin' on the slide
Know you finna run and hide, see we been peeped the fake shit
Dawg what the fuck is you sayin'?
Never will I lie for the clout
Never will I have any doubt that I'm the best out
Got you on the book stressed out
We aint doing nothing but killing everybody with the sound
Dont talk that now, when you aint got that loud
My shit lit and it wont go out
BOW, this aint no kirko adlib, I'ma take the crown
So on yo knees, I need my green
So this time this shit not for free
Collect my fee, cos' in this game thats full of greed
I must suceed
And i been plottin' understand
Over flowing cos' I can
Finna' flood the whole state so you don't have no where to land
Like Excuse me
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me (Excuse me, Excuse me)
You need to Move around (round round round...)
Excuse Me
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Ledesma
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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