excuse me? ft. Hoosier Lyrics

I don't want your money

I want you on your knees

Make it rain, stacks blow away in the breeze

Think I wanna ruin your life with ease, well I might be now,

And I'll walk away free

What's up (what's up)

Wanna test your luck, babe

Never crumble under pressure, it's my best trait

Look into the credits, I'm the jack of all trades

Digo lo que tengo en m-mente, solo sígueme

Te metes debajo de mi piel, que carajo?

Déjame en paz, déjame en paz

Think of what you're doing

Antes de matar, digo adiós

Ooh

Take off

Take off take off

I'm so done, holding back my trust

I'm so sick, and I had enough

So I left, and I maybe looked back like once

Like once

Why you fucking it up for me

I'm trying keep it low acting up casually

Gradually I look into the mirror, and I see

A fool looking right back at me, tragedy

Mix it up mix it up

Just run amok with me and then you'll all see

I'm so sick in the fuckin head I might just

Think about you in bed I might

Give me a minute oh give me minute shit

I'm the guy that you wanna be with

Pussy make me fold Texas hold 'em

Might get me a Khloe like Lamar Odam

Don't tell em what you know about me

Know I'm rockin with the Ahc

Can I make you hit the do re mi

Fa so la ti doe

Sound of music when I hit the hole

Grip the wheel I still lose control

Why these hoes so basic

Shorty in my face on that fake shit

Hold up you ain't even gotta say shit

You a never see the vision need lasik

Uh

Talkin in circles, I'm running

Jumping through hurdles, I'm coming for you

Calm down, I just need to come down

Off this high, spinning til the sun down yeah

Look in the mirror ooh

I don't remember you

I don't remember you

Excuse me, Oh

Just, just mix it up

Let's run amok run it up

Ooh

En mi nueva ola

No miro cuando digo 'hola'

Cual es tu nombre? Soy Anita

No me conoces pero ven acá

Excuse me, I don't mean to stare

Sabes que I can take it there

I can make em feel good

What you really mean by that?

Nunca sales de tu casa, needa take step back!

I act like I'm hot on the track

My mind and my body dettached

Have a panic attack

Everytime I walk on the street

Everybody's blurry to me

Suddenly I can't breathe

What happen to the tough talk

I was always fronting, was it nothing

I just wanted to feel something

I'm was too nervous to speak my mind

That I'm trapped in

I forgot to pack emotional baggage

Runnin down my face, is blue

Runnin til my face turns blue is blue

Run it up, run amok, gas it up

Took 20 years to figure out myself

Quit tryna take me down with you

We're too good for all that to undo

Le dije en imitation, debo poner limitations

Maybe I need a vacation