Dialect & Manners

[Intro]
Except I'll put my dog away, and I'll come back
And you got one, two, three, and I'll do it along with you
And that, back of that fence
Just the three of us, four of us, me and you
Show you what kind of a man you are, you're less than a man
Yeah

[Verse]
Verbatim, I told him (Uh huh)
It's my world, it's mines only (You know it)
[?] as they told me
Seven pop, finna cry in the four-door (For real)
The souls is over-vulnerable (Uh huh)
Nigga want a mission, nah, not that I told you (Yeah)
I miss being with [?]
But now shit just best for the both of us
And I see you're doing your thing girl (God damn)
I told you life'll open up
And you ain't gotta worry about my decision (Not at all)
[Marry now?] girl for the next several months
I've been dropped my shit and then grown up (yeah)
I ain't got no reason be lyin' to (Uh huh)
My kin-folk love me like cooked food (For real)
I'm riding with pirates and cowboys (Whoa)
I turn that townhouse to a [jan-spot?] (Yeah)
He used to want smoke, he a fan now (Hundreds and fifties)
Germany dealing man Ascot (Yeah)
You see me [?] you're weird now (Whoa)
Come see how my career pan out (Whoa)
When it come to myself, I won't let me down (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Smoke weed and go where the promoter gon' book us
How many girls can fit in the tour bus?
How many niggas done died before us?
How many days? Nigga, gotta keep goin' (Straight up)
Smoke weed and go where the promoter gon' book us
How many girls can fit in the tour bus?
How many niggas done died before us?

[Verse]
I post a picture, now she question where she seein' you (Alright)
Every piece of furniture in here mid-century (Uh huh)
I get confused when I sit in the coupe seat (Boy yeah)
The trunk in the front where the engine's supposed to be (Boy yeah)
[?], success could only rationalize
Nigga no pretend, I was selling half a pound, I was [?] the gods (Whoa)
Justification, weekly allowance (Yeah, yeah)
A difference between a inch and a mile (Yeah)
Seein' you on pish-posh shit, nigga (What it is)
Worryin' about the incidental (Well tell 'em)
Preference on relatability (Yeah bro)
[?] (Yeah bro)
She'd a sex face-to-face with me
Givin' the codes to the safe check to me

[Chorus]
Smoke weed and go where the promoter gon' book us
How many girls can fit in the tour bus? (Yeah)
How many niggas done died before us?
How many days? Nigga, gotta keep goin' (Straight up, straight up, straight up)
Smoke weed and go where the promoter gon' book us
How many girls can fit in the tour bus?
How many niggas done died before us?