Be Polite - D-Block Europe ft. Tion Wayne

Yeah, straight Henny, no ice

Fuck good, take flight

Send a shooter on a bike

Buy bricks, chop white

I'll take you anywhere you like

'Member your manners, be polite

It's me and you just for the night

Can do whatever you decide

Yeah, keys, keys, keys

To the yard, to the cars, to the trap spot

I make you freeze, freeze, freeze

When I back my mash like a jackbox (Yeah, yeah)

Wanna get even but they ain't got the fundin'

My nigga bought a new joint, it's soundin' like some thunder

Play with somethin' safe, got niggas that put you under

The way she spit and suck on it, can tell she got some hunger

I'm gang gang straight to the core, ma

Bando baby 29, I run my corner

Had to calm down and think about my daughter

This the realest nigga story, I'm the author

Yeah, straight Henny, no ice

Fuck good, take flight

Send a shooter on a bike

Buy bricks, chop white

I'll take you anywhere you like

'Member your manners, be polite

It's me and you just for the night

Can do whatever you decide

Yeah, I know that it's hard for her

So, I'm pullin' out these cars with the roof in the stars

In the trench where it's hard to trust (Ya dig?)

Since I stopped pourin' mud in a room full of niggas and I'm sure

Told my nigga, "It don't matter where we are"

Bring this tray everywhere when I'm steppin', it's a must (It's a must)

Figured out what it is, it ain't love (Ain't love)

Figured out I don't need a fake hug

Yeah, straight Henny, no ice

Fuck good, take flight

Send a shooter on a bike

Buy bricks, chop white

I'll take you anywhere you like

'Member your manners, be polite

It's me and you just for the night

Can do whatever you decide (T Wayne from the—)

I just copped the skeleton AP, sorry if I brag a lot

Yeah, but I used to never have a lot

Young and left the poor life

Carti with me and the Glock

Ever touch the 9, bust, boom, bang, affi drop (Boom)

Bang, broke figures had me figurin'

Damn, now this a picture I was picturin' (Yeah)

Used to have a landlord, we were always bickerin' (Facts)

Now my mansion (Yeah), magnificent (Come on)

Click, clack, the richest riff raff (Uh-huh)

Just love the chitchat, just take his wig back

My babes know my mad past, we can't step alone (Yeah)

So date nights, we be flyin' Rome (Italy)

Although we rich now, I can't even leave yet

T, come on, spin 'round, slap a couple eediats

Wizzy so 9 (So 9), uh-huh

You would think I miss crime (Brrt)

Straight Henny, no ice

Fuck good, take flight

Send a shooter on a bike

Buy bricks, chop white

I'll take you anywhere you like

'Member your manners, be polite

It's me and you just for the night

Can do whatever you decide