Excuse Me (feat. Unknown T)

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Excuse me darlin' nah B I didn't come for no drama
 Mhmm, uh, you know, uh
 Excuse me cutie, nah B I didn't come for a movie
 Brrrr, bow bow bo2
 Yeah, look let me get this moving
 Is she with it or not?
 Stupid thot, so confusing
 I be tryna make my gwop
 Like why not, you can always improve it
 I was on the block, me and R1
 Free R1 cah he way too ruthless
 Everybody say they are onto the Malis
 Not mine cuh my Mali's ooters
 I was on the block tryna make my cash
 You were at home playing computers
 Look, niggas know where I'm from
 Croydon blocks won't take intruders
 Young boy used to rob mans phone
 Now ya going on glides, great improvement
 Listen, yo
 There's a .32 wap in Chewton
 Man links in the got, T for the opp block
 But which block am I choosing?
 Do T bop, then boot him
 Splash that yute, got him meds for the bruising
 Duck man down, keep up, don't lose him
 The feds can't settle for the bootings
 Inhale stress, made it so confusing
 Ooze em, squeeze on the wap then strangle
 Free opp block, tryna see a boys angle
 Get bored up, that's a broadway scandal
 Boy them cop in clothes and sandals
 Free Trappo, he cause stress with the Rambo
 Now it's just me, I'm the vet in the bando
 I got packs in the T and Bank
 'Cause my young boy gets that crack so
 SE25 where the mandem be but
 SE25 where the paigons live
 Bro said he just saw Rondo
 He a fat prick no mistaking him
 It was there my limit is sprints
 I'm like, "Why ya didn't give her no drink?"
 I mean, why you didn't give her no ching?
 What you mean of course I did?
 Are you sad that the where the mandem be?
 And half of the 8 where the pagans live
 I'm the man that came up with Homerton B
 442 duh 'cause I don't rate no bitch
 I only do rap, I don't take no trips
 My young bros kid
 With the car no fibs (okay)
 Look, who, who, who's Sue? I can't tell
 Link up with a bad bitch, tell her strap it
 And she strapped it well
 Bro don't care if he's match fit
 You go there tryna trouble man's health
 Go there and I do it
 Stepped there live, I dunno about stealth (look)
 Excuse me darlin', nah B I didn't come for no drama
 But ya nigga keeps giving man looks
 And this ramz I took go straight through his armour
 Excuse me cutie, nah B I didn't come for a movie
 Cah heard that they setting up shop
 And they done it on block, so they gotta include me
 Excuse me darlin' nah B I didn't come for no drama
 But ya nigga keeps giving man looks
 And this ramz I took go straight through his armour
 Excuse me cutie nah B I didn't come for a movie
 Cah heard that they setting up shop
 And they done it on block, so they gotta include me
 Listen, look the trap phone kick like Bruce Lee
 Crack your buj, go tint out ya windows
 Why my opps so goofy?
 Is the rambo dirty?
 22s on waist, don't lack
 We don't step out loosely
 One, two, rev gonna beat up a ped
 With a mask that's booky
 I'm in the APT getting briss with a cutie
 Serious wetters, step with me for my daily endeavors
 The things we done weren't pleasant
 And Patsa got my leathers
 Suh suited booted, mask up little nigga let's do this
 M way cruising, loud smoke and the music boomin
 Excuse me darlin' nah B I didn't come for no drama
 But ya nigga keeps giving man looks
 And this ramz I took go straight through his armour
 Excuse me cutie, nah B I didn't come for a movie
 Cah heard that they setting up shop
 And they done it on block, so they gotta include me
 Excuse me darlin', nah B I didn't come for no drama
 But ya nigga keeps giving man looks
 And this ramz I took go straight through his armour
 Excuse me cutie, nah B I didn't come for a movie
 Cah heard that they setting up shop
 And they done it on block, so they gotta include me
 

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Duration
03:09
Key
1
Tempo
146 BPM

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