Pardon Me lyrics

[Intro]
(This is a DJ Bandz world premiere)
Hello thank you come again

[Chorus]
Pardon me, pardon me
Pardon me
What you say lil boy don’t talk to me
Pardon me, pardon me
Back turned on these n*ggas better pardon me
Pardon me Pardon me
What you say lil boy don’t talk to me
Pardon me, Pardon me

[Verse 1]
f*ck being friends I want many kids
I'm stunting in a Benz tho
I got another bandz tho
All these dead presidents filling my wrist
Don’t take out for the plug don’t beat it like kimble
Real shooters real killers n*gga
One call they will kill n*gga
A b*tch kill him kill bill n*gga
Any city I'm still trill n*gga
City bought a drink up tryna roll a stink up
Ops tryna link up twitter don’t mean nothing
Fifty deep in the club n*ggas start mean mugging
I'm a Ray Charles to the homicide ain’t seen nothing
Off these drugs I'm still wilding
It’s why the devil still silent
Real n*gga in my blood, got Bloods and Crips out in Cali
Free all ma savages ma youngins ain’t having it
Roll up a bag with them plug ma youngins ain’t passing sh*t
Throw throw throw , catch a op and we dump
Ma youngins ain’t pressing sh*t
Court a b*tch smash a b*tch
Ma n*ggas ain’t having this
Pardon me, pardon me
[Chorus]
Pardon me, pardon me
Pardon me
What you say lil boy don’t talk to me
Pardon me, pardon me
Back turned on these n*ggas better pardon me
Pardon me pardon me
What you say lil boy don’t talk to me
Pardon me, pardon me

[Verse 2]
Maybe three l smoke [?] so I'm going with the flow
Microphone need a coke
Made money went broke
Ene me penny mo
b*tch out of control steady testing the fold
Really wanna do the most
Seen me I'm chucking deuces
Old school on some new sh*t
You ain’t really with this sh*t
Why you haters talking sh*t
n*gga this just hollow talks
Project lot of roaches, now I'm out of Hollywood
I'm a hot boy like I came from Hollygrove without [?]
Holly hoop a lot of hoes
Treat em all like dominos
I can’t hear you though loud I'm smoking on
Money in the pockets lil n*gga got a lot a rolls
A1 n*gga never been on the honor roll
(go to school on em )
b*tch real thick can’t fit in a lot of clothes
She’d make me rich if I put her on the payroll
You ain’t know sh*t I'm the man cause I say so
(yeah)
[Chorus]
Pardon me, pardon me
Pardon me
What you say lil boy don’t talk to me
Pardon me, pardon me
Back turned on these n*ggas better pardon me
Pardon me pardon me
What you say lil boy don’t talk to me
Pardon me, pardon me