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EXCUSE ME
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EXCUSE ME was released on July 26, 2024 by 7570428 Records DK as a part of the album The Art of Becoming
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Release DateJuly 26, 2024
Label7570428 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wes Burns
Wes Burns
Songwriter
Michael Ayala
Michael Ayala
Songwriter
Collin Sweeney
Collin Sweeney
Songwriter
Josiah Hydeen
Josiah Hydeen
Songwriter
Caden Pendleton
Caden Pendleton
Songwriter

Lyrics

EXCUSE ME, BESSYGANG coming through, step aside
Everyone should've known, that the five, can't divide
FLASH FLASH cameras turn to walls, if we arrive
SPLASH SPLASH Collin swishing balls, don't subdivide
Shades reflectin bright light, and I'm runnin' it
Khaled let's golf tonight, and I'm puttin it
Cutting it, past the line, up in it, looking fine
Swingin open Bessy doors, shutting it, still divine
Kicks steppin' of the leather mats, crunching crunch crunch green grass
Levels toooooo high, you could call us an overpass
UH UH, throwing on the hood, with the BG
UH, we staying alive, sounds like the BeeGees
Jeez louiz, paparazzi swarming like little fleas,
Bought a fit, glamorous, big fees, stack of cheese
Bessy strong Hercules, keeping cool, gentle breeze
STOP - DON'T LET YOUR LEATHER KICKS CREASE
EXCUSE ME, BESSYGANG overview, certified
Banger creators, and serving bars like some waiters, we dishing
Facts educators, we are flawless demonstrators, covered in
Green all around, looking like swag alligators (hold on)
Earbuds fallin' to the floor, BASS is INCREDIBLE
Flow to buttery to bore, smooth and impeccable
Excuse me? You kinda confuse me
Call me T BUD Terence Crawford, (OMAHA) lacing up the gloves
Droppin heat, like he droppin' Spence
BOP BOP Thicc and loud, (thicc) sun up out of the clouds
BOP, bass beefy, (thicc) sounding like a cow
Switch it up like I turn on the light, Bessy beaming into the night,
Man I got height, I might get a sprite, like I'm Oppenheimer, finna ignite
White like a bright sight, whipping it right up high I'm a kite, we cookin' at night, got
Endless beats in a field I'm Dwight, and I'm finna break it down, no Walter White, uh
Ay, Locked in, ay, yuh,
Dropped the album of the year, last year, was a banger
Repeat it again, in a more dope manner uh
Curating some more, non-stop, like a bladder uh
Up to higher levels climbing up the ladder
Uh, step to the side,
Don't apologize, this green don't minimize
The keys'll hypnotize, they don't just synthesize,
I got business ties no color in the inner thighs white
Flashin lights, all the lights, I'm like ye in these street lights
Cook the beat like bowls of rice, keep it right, add the spice
Layers of ice, more than thrice, it's a haul, uh like Bryce
Lebron of rhyme, need a cranberry sprite
EXCUSE ME, BESSYGANG coming through, step aside
Everyone should've known, that the five, can't divide
FLASH FLASH cameras turn to walls, if we arrive
SPLASH SPLASH Collin swishing BALLS, don't subdivide
Shades reflectin bright light, and I'm runnin' it
Khaled let's golf tonight, and I'm puttin it
Cutting it, past the line, up in it, looking fine
Swingin open Bessy doors, shutting it, still divine
Written by: Caden Pendleton, Collin Sweeney, Josiah Hydeen, Michael Ayala, Wes Burns
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