Don't Be Rude

It's double r Nigga
Road runnaz
Whole lotta money whole lotta bags
Beep
Bag members

Trap
Marciano

Yea
Don't b rude
Designer on my shoes
Can't come out the house with out my tool naw
She too cool huh
She is
She bad she bougie
She lit
But yet
She so rude huh
Stella got her groove yea
She like my moves yea

Gotta have a bag to talk like this
Too much swag can't walk like this
Upgraded my wrist
Upgraded my bitch
Car too fast it came wit a kit
Clip too long won't fit on my hip
Pants too tight these racks won't fit
Cant be mad I'm popping my shit
Came from the bottom they ain't give me shit
Watch how I brag on it
Swiping no swiping
Fuck it ima drop a bag on it
Whole lotta racks on her
Ain't no cap on her
She know I blow them racks on her
Her old nigga hating
He outdated
Fuck up some commas
She know we ain't dating
Came from the bottom
I know why they hating
Me shock and Poppi
No we ain't basic
Road Runnaz got me impatient
Double R came for the taking
Don't be rude
Whole lotta blues
Blow them racks on you
Baby I ain't yo dude huh

Don't b rude designer on my shoes
Can't come out the house with out my tool naw
She too cool huh
She cool huh
She bad she bougie
She lit
But yet
She so rude huh
Stella got her groove yea
She like my moves yea
Don't b rude designer on my shoes
Can't come out the house with out my tool naw
She too cool huh
She cool huh
She bad she bougie
She lit
But yet
She so rude huh
Stella got her groove yea
She like my moves yea



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Writer(s): Dylan Smith
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