EXCUSE ME lyrics

by

Queefius The Queef God


[Verse: Queefius The Queef God & Rezxrekt]
Excuse me, get out my way, boy I'm shook
From this motherf*cker man, he f*cking took
Like all of my chances, now I might just look
So, I got the knowledge read him like a book
Like, I got the knowledge read him like a clarinet
Could've said Riley Reid him up, but better yet
Hide my true-self, but I don't need that Betternet
Only use that to watch porn on the internet
'Cause I hate those ads, f*ck the viruses
b*tch, I would rather rip out my irisеs
Kill la Kill yourself, but I don't play sirius
That anime got my di*k acting curious
Not like thе monkey, 'cause my di*k be swinging and hanging, might be just like the noose I be knitting
RIP Kamina, still got my teeth gritting
Hi Mimi, you a spider, but itsy bitsy
Itsy bitsy, I hustle like nipsey
Took more shots, now I’m feeling dizzy
Said that you better, but you are not really
I keep a clip, I got opps in my city
I need like 2 thick thots
Had me like 3, 4 shots
Need me a beam, red dots
My pockets fat, Rick Ross
Switch up the flow, b*tch I need more sauce, uh
Wet up your block, ‘cause I stay with a mop
Extended clip Is attached to the Glock
And I shoot these shots, so it’s boutta’ get hot
A mi no me importa di lo que digas
Tú nomás hablas cuando es en el día
I got a whip and it’s fast, like a cheetah
My money stripped, and it looking like zebras, b*tch
[Bridge: ShinkuKami]
Big racks, yellow bands
Feeling like a Taliban
Sending shots, at your man
Pull up on you, whats the plan?
All my n*ggas kill the klan
Give ‘em death, I scream again
Your mixtape’s not feeling them
All my plugs are Mexican

[Outro: Ysnsilky & ShinkuKami]
n*ggas act real [?]
Choosing the back, so it stank
I’ll never sell my soul for the fame
[?] filled with these lames
Yeah, you know I’m popping up at the court
[?] ride in a sport
See you at kids choice awards
Don’t check his hand he got warts
On the wave like a durag
n*ggas asking how I do that
n*gga calling for his girl back
[?]
Hit a [?] like I’m [?]
Got a shotgun, I call her betsy
What the f*ck was this last verse?
Oh my god, put you in a hearse
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