Forgot My Manners lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you know what the f*ck mobbin' with this, baby
Like BL sh*t, man, 3rd World sh*t
Free JuGliz, man, my reflection
(Chapo)
Chapo, hrr

[Chorus]
Excuse me, b*tch, I forgot my manners, huh
He think he a loose screw, walk out the house, flathead and a hammer
You don't know what I'll do to you? You can just ask the last n*gga that was walkin' on Candler (On God)
Huh, I grew up robbin', I ain't gon' cap, I ain't never believed in Santa (Hell nah)
I grew up poppin' my sh*t and gangbangin' right in Atlanta (Atlanta)
It ain't my fault I grew up on the Southside, f*cked up grammar (Yup)
I wouldn't even lie to you, all them b*tches y'all cuffin', we done ranned 'em (Yup)
Talkin' 'bout that Glock, trigger spammin' (Spammin')
Sumo locked up, I'm like, "Damn it" (Damn it)
n*gga wan' smoke, H3LLBOY wrap 'em (Wrap 'em)

[Verse]
Call up BabySolid, I call that boy Batman (Batman)
Don't even ask about him, you gon' see him soon (Yup)
Man, that young n*gga be where I'm at, man (Yeah)
They like, "Spaz, chill," they call me Chan
Fifty-round drum when I'm with the band (Band)
Switches on the Glock when I'm with the clan
I ain't never told, I ain't never ran (Hrrt)
'Fore I was locked up I was my own man (Locked up)
When I got locked up, I thought 'bout stabbin' him (Ugh)
We be gettin' off, got different tactics (Ugh)
Talkin' 'bout Lil Von, n*gga, ask him (Von)
I'll crash out, on God, if I lose my passion (Passion)
I ain't trippin', rob the plug on West End (Yeah)
Snatch that boy pack, one hand, Odell Beckham (Yeah)
I f*cked her, but say she my bestie, huh (Yeah)
I f*cked her, but head, she get messy (On God)
Hop in the car, let's slide, I'm ready (Skrrt)
f*ck that BOLO, I tell the police do they job, come catch me (Skrrt)
I'm tryna blow some sh*t up like Mecca (On God)
I'm tryna get rich as f*ck, take the plug off in a brand new Tesla (Skrrt)
This b*tch, she trick me, that ho, she the devil, I wish I had never met her (On God)
We got bodies droppin' like chicken feathers (Droppin')
In the Mobb, n*gga, we got real steppers (Woah)
Gotta keep my distance, y'all get real jealous (Distance)
Feel the backdoor, I can smell the envy (Backdoor)
f*ck my hood black hoes in new Balenci' (Yup)
Let's just spray that b*tch down, I know every exit
I'll kill anyone, who gon' send a message? (pus*y)
[Chorus]
Excuse me, b*tch, I forgot my manners, huh
He think he a loose screw, walk out the house, flathead and a hammer
You don't know what I'll do to you? You can just ask the last n*gga that was walkin' on Candler (On God)
Huh, I grew up robbin', I ain't gon' cap, I ain't never believed in Santa (Hell nah)
I grew up poppin' my sh*t and gangbangin' right in Atlanta (Atlanta)
It ain't my fault I grew up on the Southside, f*cked up grammar (Yup)
I wouldn't even lie to you, all them b*tches y'all cuffin', we done ranned 'em (Yup)
Talkin' 'bout that Glock, trigger spammin' (Spammin')
Sumo locked up, I'm like, "Damn it" (Damn it)
n*gga wan' smoke, H3LLBOY wrap 'em (Wrap 'em)