Be Polite

Yeah, straight Henny, no ice Fuck good, take flight Send a shooter on a bike Buy bricks, chop white I'll take you anywhere you like 'Member your manners, be polite It's me and you just for the night Can do whatever you decide Yeah, keys, keys, keys To the yard, to the cars, to the trap spot I make you freeze, freeze, freeze When I back my mash like a jackbox (yeah, yeah) Wanna get even but they ain't got the fundin' My nigga bought a new joint, it's soundin' like some thunder Play with somethin' safe, got niggas that put you under The way she spit and suck on it, can tell she got some hunger I'm gang-gang straight to the core, ma Bando baby 29, I run my corner Had to calm down and think about my daughter This the realest nigga story, I'm the author Yeah, straight Henny, no ice Fuck good, take flight Send a shooter on a bike Buy bricks, chop white I'll take you anywhere you like 'Member your manners, be polite It's me and you just for the night Can do whatever you decide Yeah, I know that it's hard for her So, I'm pullin' out these cars with the roof in the stars In the trench where it's hard to trust (ya dig?) Since I stopped pourin' mud in a room full of niggas and I'm sure Told my nigga, "It don't matter where we are" Bring this tray everywhere when I'm steppin', it's a must (it's a must) Figured out what it is, it ain't love (ain't love) Figured out I don't need a fake hug Yeah, straight Henny, no ice Fuck good, take flight Send a shooter on a bike Buy bricks, chop white I'll take you anywhere you like 'Member your manners, be polite It's me and you just for the night Can do whatever you decide (T Wayne from the...) I just copped the skeleton AP, sorry if I brag a lot Yeah, but I used to never have a lot Young and left the poor life Carti with me and the Glock Ever touch the .9, bust, boom, bang, affi drop (boom) Bang, broke figures had me figurin' Damn, now this a picture I was picturin' (yeah) Used to have a landlord, we were always bickerin' (facts) Now my mansion (yeah), magnificent (come on) Click, clack, the richest riff raff (uh-huh) Just love the chitchat, just take his wig back My babes know my mad past, we can't step alone (yeah) So date nights, we be flyin' Rome (Italy) Although we rich now, I can't even leave yet T, come on, spin 'round, slap a couple eediats Wizzy so 9 (so 9), uh-huh You would think I miss crime (brrt) Straight Henny, no ice Fuck good, take flight Send a shooter on a bike Buy bricks, chop white I'll take you anywhere you like 'Member your manners, be polite It's me and you just for the night Can do whatever you decide