No Manners Lyrics

Ayy, DMB Smoke, fuck the opps, fuck everybody else

It's me, just me

All the opps oh shit

All the opps they watchin', I'm like go pick up your man's bro

I know twelve they watchin' so I might dip out the back door

Say his name and comment till you know you gettin' flamed on

I don't like to fight, I like to shoot, that's where I came from

Why you actin' tough when you know what you just ran from

Know that I'm for real, I don't up it unless I blast some

One of the shots done hit him, I heard he turned to a dancer

My shooters done made a mess, like they ain't got no manners

Hit the road for two days, I done broke a hundred scanners

Paranoid as fuck, I might go buy a thousand cameras

Yeah, this bitch a pocket rocket, but hit like a hammer

Sippin' on the Act, I'ma mix it with the Fanta

Speedin' in the Rari, but I wish it was a Phantom

I don't wanna fuck because my bitch gon' throw a tantrum

Yeah, they call me Smoke because I'm givin' out that cancer

He got charged for bodies, but that shit weren't on no camera

All the opps they watchin', I'm like go pick up your man's bro

I know twelve they watchin' so I might dip out the back door

Say his name in comments and you know you gettin' flamed on

I don't like to fight, I like to shoot, that's where I came from

Why you actin' tough when you know what you just ran from

Know that I'm for real, I don't up it unless I blast some

When the shots done hit him, I heard he turned to a dancer

My shooters done made a mess, like they ain't got no manners

Talkin' on my bodies, I might have to get him topped

If they really tweakin' on the gang, then we gon' get him shot

I been tryna drop a album and I hope this shit don't flop

Man, I heard that he been snitchin' heard he buddies with a cop

Tryna slide up on the opps, so we lookin' for the drop

We done really got into it and she kicked me out the spot

I done really fucked up reup, so I have to mix the pot

Man I fuck with ARPs, but I really love the glock

All the opps they watchin', I'm like, go pick up your mans, bro

I know twelve they watchin' so I might dip out the back door

Say his name in comment and you know you gettin' flamed on

I don't like to fight, I like to shoot, that's where I came from

Why you actin' tough when you know what you just ran from

Know that I'm for real, I don't up it unless I blast some

One of the shots that hit him, I heard he turned to a dancer

My shooters done made a mess, like they ain't got no manners