keelan - EXCUSE ME

Excuse me while I brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad, why they mad?
I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass
Might just walk with a limp
Tell me, do we got a problem, nigga?
Do we got a yea?
Ima brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad, why they mad?
I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass,
Might just walk with a limp
I ain't come to work it out, take that shit to the gym
Ahh
Look at me bitch
They don't look good as me bitch
They can not do it like this
I don't say much cus if I read a hoe, it'll look like I'm bookin' a bitch
I'm finna get rich
No money, please make it make cents
You on some typical shit
They can ride me like that bitch on the broom
But you gotta serve for this tip
Ouu
I ain't come to step, ima stomp on bitches
Ion know who gave 'em gas
Get the pump on bitches
All these niggas really gay
Put the punk on bitches
He got balls?
Now watch me while I dunk on bitches
Dunk on 'em
Pop trunk on 'em
Fuck minimum wage, I'm like Trump on 'em
I'm the gift but I box 'em like Christmas time
Oh Deer, I'm bout to make it Reign on 'em
I stay on 'em, aim on 'em
They salty na cus I ain't want 'em
I'm so fuckin' fire
You should call me flame thrower
Excuse me while I brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad, why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass, might just walk with a limp
Tell me, do we got a problem, nigga? Do we got a yea?
Ima brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad, why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass, might just walk with a limp
I ain't come to work it out, take that shit to the gym
Ahh
I be goin in like cur-fews
They tryna ride my wave like surf dudes
I like my bills blue like Smurf blue
I need Franklins like the Kirk dude
Ima blast off like a nigga got a jetpack
I'm the one B like I'm tryna go jet black
It gotta be November cus these niggas will get set back
Already takin' over but these niggas can't accept that
No new friends, I still got the same crew
Y'all better pipe down cus yo crew will get ran thru
Yo fans left you and I'm who they ran to
I got it on lock, I rap like a mantle
I got plans to kill
Yes, I came to
Line you niggas up, watch me try these angles
If you feel acute my reflex will hang you
Mission complete, get boxed like rectangles
I ain't finna go back and forth with no pussy nigga
I ain't built like that
Nah I mean like
Nah ion move like that
Uh Uh
I ain't finna go back and forth with no pussy nigga
Ion move like that
That shit ain't fuckin' happenin'
Yo Stella, why you groove like that?
Excuse me while I brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad, why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass, might just walk with a limp
Tell me, do we got a problem, nigga? Do we got a yea?
Ima brag bout my bag, bout my fit, bout my drip
Niggas mad, yea they mad, why they mad? I don't care
Ima sag, show my ass, might just walk with a limp
I ain't come to work it out, take that shit to the gym
Ahh

Written by:
D'Erius Grigsby

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