Etiquette
Redbone, had to take her to Bevmo!
Had to make sure to pick up a little redrum
I know off of the lyrics a nigga well known
Only vans, no adidas, don’t do the shell toes
Dead broke, had to get up and get ghost
I’ve been working, so compliments I don’t live for
Imma start an apocalypse, get a pitchfork
I’ll show up in my moccasins like a disco
Im a killer of confidence, on my bitches soul
I know niggas is talkative, but the kid go
Im the realest and dominant on the list, hoe
I be frying your followers up in crisco
She be flashing a ass fatter than lizzo
Take her back to the pad, smash in the window
I be seen with the bitches you only wish for
I be living stupendous up in the hills too
Have her scatting in bed, she wanna dance on my lap
She wanna back it on up, I tell her “back it on back”
She wanna beg for the nut, she said its good with the jam
I keep that thing on me tucked, I keep it there for your friends
I be faded as fuck, spend my money on grams
I’ve been faded off blunts since a nigga was 10
I’ve been reading Kama Sutra since a nigga could sex
Cause I use to be a loser for the bitches to vent

All my niggas off of sedatives, no negative ways
Get a benz because my credits got impeccable rates
Get your bitch because she’s hesitant to tell us your name
A little etiquette could really get her sent to our way
You got the decimal in front the zero out at your bank
I'm eating edibles when I be hopping onto a plane
That pussy danibles, I eat it till its all on my face
A little animal could really get her sent to our way


Damn, hop in the lamb
I know that radios playing no jams
Imma just turn up my shit for the bands
She gonna roll up a spliff with no hands
I might just go and get merch on the ave
I know you lurking, you niggas is sad
Talking bout birkins, but you got no bag
Surely we sending you home in a cab
Niggas wanna hate but I be getting top billing
Time to demonstrate why Im a really hot nigga
I be on my Wayne, I ain’t got no ceilings
I be on the reign and I got no kingdom
Niggas talking gang, they ain’t got none in em
Hope you get the fame that you want, “cold killer”
I don’t need a plane cause my minds propelling
We don’t need to hang cause you got no Dilla
Like how the fuck you ain't got no Dilla bruh?
The fuck?



All my niggas off of sedatives, no negative ways
Get a benz because my credits got impeccable rates
Get your bitch because she’s hesitant to tell us your name
A little etiquette could really get her sent to our way
You got the decimal in front the zero out at your bank
I'm eating edibles when I be hopping onto a plane
That pussy danibles, I eat it till its all on my face
A little animal could really get her sent to our way