Excuse Me Lyrics – Rylo Rodriguez

Read the full Excuse Me lyrics by Rylo Rodriguez from the album S.K.A.T.E. along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. In case you enjoyed this track, also check out other popular releases by Rylo Rodriguez like God 2 U (Selfish Ways) and Really Hate U.

[Intro: Dialogue]
Person 1: Hey! How much is this?
Person 2: No, no! Excuse me
Person 1: Ah, excuse me. Hello! Oh, hey!
(Al Geno on the track)
Moter

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Told ’em be quiet, you playing
We the ones slimed your mans
We the ones switched the bop
She tried to pinch the rock

I don’t even play in my nose
He a crybaby, Derrick Rose
SahBabii, all my black my clothes
Cup dirtier than a garbage disposal

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez & Future]
Told the guys don’t rat, we smooth (Don’t tell)
I know 12 never find the mule (They rat)
Even though it was a Holocaust (What’s that?)
I’ll still never hide my jewels (Now what?)
Wheezy told me I’m proud of you (Wheezy outta here)
I’d rather flop before I buy my views (Rather flop)
Bro keep getting rooms to go (For what?)
He trap and ain’t know how to move (They plating)
Know she pretty like Dior Dess
Closet, she got like half Hermes (Sheesh)
I need to send some bread to your stylist
I like when her hair be red (You know it)
Lil’ bro put a belt on a teenager, wilding
He should’ve took his ass to bed (Swipe)
You speaking ’bout real smoke while on the interview
You tryna fly out the feds (It’s me, excuse me)
(Excuse me, excuse me, excuse)
Bro’ll do it for free but the money involved, then you’ll get a fast solution (Excuse)
That time we bumped into one of the opps, his lil’ ass said excuse me (Excuse)

You my son, I should burp the baby (Excuse)
I ain’t even gotta pat your back (Excuse)
Hoe leave the crib, we got smoke outside (Excuse)
Fu*k n!gga a PlaqueBoyMax (Pu*sy)
Caught a opp, now he lost and found (Excuse)
Need to go and get that hat back (Excuse)
Four zips in the cream A&W (N!gga)
Now it’s same color Kodak Black (Ya’ dig)
She came over tryna swap her spit
But I’m too P to kiss the b!tch, yeah
If I was broke, I’ll still die real (You know)
And I woke up like, s*it, you rich (Like s*it)
Ho’ lying like I hit, you sick (You sick)
If I hit, I’d quick admit it (Alanta)
Going to court, I’ma sue her side (I’ma sue her side)
Ho’ you might as well slit your wrist
I bought a quagen mix, lil’ bro came back with a sixth of tris (Ya’ dig)
Got the vibes a key of sniff, they snorting the coke right off of her tit (Her tittie)
I’ll never buy a purse for an escort, I don’t even care if I hit (I didn’t)
Lil’ bro pump faking, say the reason he ain’t jump in the car, he said he was sick (No kizzy)

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Told ’em be quiet, you playing (Be quiet)
We the ones slimed your mans (We did that)
We the ones switched the bop (You know that)
She tried to pinch the rock (You feel)
I don’t even play in my nose (Don’t do that)
He a crybaby, Derrick Rose (B!tch)
SahBabii, all my black my clothes (Slick)
Cup dirtier than a garbage disposal

[Verse 2: NoCap]
Beat it up off a perky ten (Beat it)
If it’s good then I’ll pay your rent
Hit they block and they know that I spinned (Bleed it)
Hit the mall, I don’t know what I spent
Damn, I feel like Mrs. Parker’s husband
If I love you, I’ll throw you a brick
I was broke, all I had was my cannon
I couldn’t count on nobody but Nick
Rapping to feed the family
Mixing codeine with Henny
I never watched Breaking Bad
But these b!tches broke and pretty
BP, extended mags
Now I can cruise the city
I got a drop on my opps
Then noticed that they got evicted

[Bridge: NoCap]
Girl, you know these n!ggas in here nothing like me
In other words, you should’ve leave with us
We the ones who had his potna momma crying
Money talking, they been shutting up

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez & NoCap]
Told ’em be quiet, you playing, yeah
We the ones slimed your mans, yeah
We the ones switched the bop (You know that)
She tried to pinch the rock (You feel)
I don’t even play in my nose (Don’t do that)
He a crybaby, Derrick Rose (B!tch)
SahBabii, all my black my clothes (Slick)
Cup dirtier than a garbage disposal

[Post-Chorus: NoCap]
I ain’t cuffing on s*it, she choose
No more telling the s*it I use
Heard my flow too sick, that’s true
Every time I rap, I puke
Soon as they send him a dot
I send him commissary
I’m watching how I’m playing my cards
‘Cause my diamonds solitaire

[Outro: NoCap]
Excuse me
Excuse me
Excuse me
Excuse me