Etiquette! lyrics

[Intro]
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Yeah (Woah, woah, woah)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Ride with the XD on me, put a hole in the n*gga the size of an elephant
You don't want nobody up in your business, okay, why the f*ck is you telling it?
This lil' ho must think I'm stupid, she tryna collect some evidence
Bentley GT, see, it's roofless, I don't know nothing but elegance
Soon as I drop, they go stupid, I'm 'bout to go make some lettermans
They like, "Wick, man, how you do it? How the f*ck is you still relevant?"
I don't even like the way this tune hit, I'm 'bout to f*ck with the rеsonance
She tryna suck me 'til shе clueless, I'd rather go buy some VETEMENTS
"Really, how many hoes did you hit?" Can't even give you an estimate
I'm gon' f*ck, then I'm gon dub it, I don't know sh*t 'bout no etiquette

[Verse]
Hit from the back, she say, "Daddy, it's yours," then okay, why the f*ck is you sellin' it?
We don't keep any of these clothes, we don't f*ck with the opps, man, that sh*t is irrelevant
Always knew I'd be the one that was gon' make it out, yeah, I knew it was heaven-sent
Devil keep knocking, think it's time to let him in
Devil said, "Bro, who the f*ck do it better than?"
Devil told me to get back in my element
Devil said, "You gon' be rich, that's a definite"
How the f*ck young n*gga got rich? He don't do nun' but talk and sh*t
How the f*ck he got this whip? Remember when he used to walk and sh*t
n*ggas better back, back 'cause I bought the XD .45 in this b*tch
How you on lack, lack but you so slime, I guess its go time in this b*tch
n*gga wan' play games, we leave the scene red, it's lookin' like Roll Tide in this b*tch
She wanna be mine but I promise I don't got no ties to this b*tch
I'm tryna f*ck your friend, she tryna go viral, finna go live with this b*tch
Still want the 'Rari, I want me the .45, can't let the ho ride in this b*tch
Might cop the Tesla and open the doors wide 'cause it ain't no driving in this b*tch
Still want the 'Rari, I want me the .45, ain't giving no rides in this b*tch
[Chorus]
Ride with the XD on me, put a hole in the n*gga, the size of an elephant
You don't want nobody up in your business, okay, why the f*ck is you telling it?
This lil' ho must think I'm stupid, she tryna collect some evidence
Bentley GT, see, it's roofless, I don't know nothing but elegance
Soon as I drop, they go stupid, I'm 'bout to go make some lettermans
They like, "Wick, man, how you do it? How the f*ck is you still relevant?"
I don't even like the way this tune hit, I'm 'bout to f*ck with the resonance
She tryna suck me 'til she clueless, I'd rather go buy some VETEMENTS
"Really, how many hoes did you hit?" Can't even give you an estimate
I'm gon' f*ck, then I'm gon dub it, I don't know sh*t 'bout no etiquette