Xcuse Me (feat. Unkown The Rapper)

Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Out here with the homies
We bout to make a movie
Yeah am sorry
Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Out here with the homies
We bout to burst a move
Yeah am sorry
Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Out here with the homies
We bout to make a movie
Yeah am sorry
Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Am out here with the homies
We bout to burst a move
Yeah am sorry

She a gutter
You married to a stripper
Move fast niki lada
Her friends they a bamma
They stressed by they mama
They curfew bit early so
They gottah move sooner
The party big shlappa
She in love with the rapper
Me and u now like this
We used to never bite like fish
Now we connect from distance
Satellite dish
She knows ma stick
Only gets bigger
When it see's that tit
See's that clit
It ain't a gun if it don't have that click
Bang
Don't make me loose ma shit
Room full of aetheists
They don't give a shit bout priests
Which god is which
They ain't gottah stress bout shit
Never had to fiddle like this
Am like am pissed at u
While I keep on doin that shit
Real nigga ain't gottah suck that clit
To be taken serious
Fight like baby jake
Finna be relevant
Like Mafikizolo
Not some piano trend
Where am gone blink
Then everything is gone for good
Now a nigga a ain't got none for a living
Now I gottah choose death while am living
Sign contracts
Only a moving body
With no soul in it
Ain't nobody gotta pray
Cause I know what i did with it
Chewing in it
Dark side don't want you jubilant
Focus stay vigilant
Nigga

Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Out here with the homies
We bout to make a movie
Yeah am sorry
Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Out here with the homies
We bout to burst a move
Yeah am sorry
Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Out here with the homies
We bout to make a movie
Yeah am sorry
Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Am out here with the homies
We bout to burst a move
Yeah am sorry
She say paddy cake
Go beat the cake
And This is how we keep in pace
No face no case we beat the case
I just said what I said that's facts
Don't pull up on me with all that
Xcuse me
Xcuse me
Don't pulll up on me with all that

Xcuse me Xcuse me
Bad mama be bussin
She keep you as an option
So you better excuse me
Pull up with the strap we packing
Better watch your back you lacking
Fuck society damn what happened
This is us I best you reckon
Tie us up or get dissected
Y'all don't need to praise my name
All your hate just sounds the same
Unknown this and this and that
Best behave or I would hate
Wait let's run it back I said
Line him up and blow his brains
He deserved it anyway
You ain't gotta suck ok
Why would you think I would hate
I Might be a goat
I might kill on low
Sliding with a pole
You ain't gotta know
The thief of the neither
I'm unknown the rapper
And I am forever
I Might kill the whole celebration
I came in with no hesitation
U niggas lacking concentration
I'm medicated till I'm dedicated
Burn the blunt smoke it like Jamaican
How boujee them bitches can get
When they see the spark on my blunt
Niggas hesitating
I'm dropping the mic like
I'm never
Gone use it
Niggas so stupid ha



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