Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Uh, cause the choppa got kickback
Shawty got a thick ass
Break a bitch back like a mother f*cking KitKat
Wonder where i get that
Looking at your bitch ass
Looking right back said I like your wrist
Ok bet, wrist ticking like a tick tick tat
Now i gotta beat it up like Michael Jack
No we don't do no chit chit chat
We just runnin' up a stack all facts no cap
Pardon my manners
Pardon my past
My shawty too bad
My backstage packed
Fit too clean
My drip like tap
Still ducking from 12 we do the
Gone off a edible
Shit its incredible
Counting my guap
And i'm stacking my decimals
I keep a stick, and a mop like a janitor
We comin' up like the doors of a Aventador
We just been at it for days, now we in bed with the snakes
I got a list of my enemies, working essentially minimum wage
I got some new jeans
Now our pockets really different
Yeah i had to go and put that shit on gang
I ain't gotta worry i been married to the money
And you know i had to (Brrt) ring up the bank
Cause i gotta bank roll
And i got the dank rolled
And i got the papers in my pants
She just hit the pay phone
Said she wanna lay low
Oh she wanna f*ck
Goddamn
Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Uh excuse me sir, it appears the payment has been declined
Uhm, perhaps try insterting the card
Or maybe it comes down to the fact that
You broke bitch
Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
EXCUSE ME! Video (MV)
Performed By: YNG Martyr & Carter
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Seaton Rogers, Zijian Wang
YNG Martyr & Carter - EXCUSE ME! Lyrics
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Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Uh, cause the choppa got kickback
Shawty got a thick ass
Break a bitch back like a mother f*cking KitKat
Wonder where i get that
Looking at your bitch ass
Looking right back said I like your wrist
Ok bet, wrist ticking like a tick tick tat
Now i gotta beat it up like Michael Jack
No we don't do no chit chit chat
We just runnin' up a stack all facts no cap
Pardon my manners
Pardon my past
My shawty too bad
My backstage packed
Fit too clean
My drip like tap
Still ducking from 12 we do the
Gone off a edible
Shit its incredible
Counting my guap
And i'm stacking my decimals
I keep a stick, and a mop like a janitor
We comin' up like the doors of a Aventador
We just been at it for days, now we in bed with the snakes
I got a list of my enemies, working essentially minimum wage
I got some new jeans
Now our pockets really different
Yeah i had to go and put that shit on gang
I ain't gotta worry i been married to the money
And you know i had to (Brrt) ring up the bank
Cause i gotta bank roll
And i got the dank rolled
And i got the papers in my pants
She just hit the pay phone
Said she wanna lay low
Oh she wanna f*ck
Goddamn
Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Uh excuse me sir, it appears the payment has been declined
Uhm, perhaps try insterting the card
Or maybe it comes down to the fact that
You broke bitch
Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Uh, cause the choppa got kickback
Shawty got a thick ass
Break a bitch back like a mother f*cking KitKat
Wonder where i get that
Looking at your bitch ass
Looking right back said I like your wrist
Ok bet, wrist ticking like a tick tick tat
Now i gotta beat it up like Michael Jack
No we don't do no chit chit chat
We just runnin' up a stack all facts no cap
Pardon my manners
Pardon my past
My shawty too bad
My backstage packed
Fit too clean
My drip like tap
Still ducking from 12 we do the
Gone off a edible
Shit its incredible
Counting my guap
And i'm stacking my decimals
I keep a stick, and a mop like a janitor
We comin' up like the doors of a Aventador
We just been at it for days, now we in bed with the snakes
I got a list of my enemies, working essentially minimum wage
I got some new jeans
Now our pockets really different
Yeah i had to go and put that shit on gang
I ain't gotta worry i been married to the money
And you know i had to (Brrt) ring up the bank
Cause i gotta bank roll
And i got the dank rolled
And i got the papers in my pants
She just hit the pay phone
Said she wanna lay low
Oh she wanna f*ck
Goddamn
Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Uh excuse me sir, it appears the payment has been declined
Uhm, perhaps try insterting the card
Or maybe it comes down to the fact that
You broke bitch
Red light, red dot
Throwin' up bands
Shawty in the back
Gimme head no hands
And i'm way up, Too high
Shawty don't land
She thought it was a gun
It was a cock in my pants
I got one crew and they living lavish
Cut off 2, 3, 4 no baggage
And I got 4, 5, 6 gold carrots
Smoking on green don't pass no cabbage
Writer: Seaton Rogers, Zijian Wang
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.