K Camp - No Manners lyrics
rate meFeat. PeeWee Longway
(Hook)
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa
That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa
These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards
These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
(Verse: K Camp)
I got these hoes, I ain't talking bout shit
'Stead of creepin' round in anon' nigga v.i.p.'
Tryna' fuck for a bag that's it, I said these hoes
Be the same ones on instagram, think they runnin' things
With that person bitch you don't look the same
Playing niggas for the check, burning like a cigarette
Stay on the scene, but momma so mean she go bust like roulette
Really can't trust these hoes anyway
Take her to the bed, I'mma hit her with the Hardaway
Feet away pinted like my last name Hardaway
Heard you cuffin' that, boy you really took the heart away
(Hook)
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa
That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa
These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards
These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
(Verse: PeeWee Longway)
These hoes don't meet my standard, blue benjamin sack like Santa
I blow my yay bandana, lil' bitch I ain't got no manners
Lubricate hands to wipe up my Benzel, Benzes and my Rollie is Pikachu yellow
Stendo my clip, nigga shoot' at a wedding
Goldie mouth pimpin' cause hoes I got several
Fuck your bitch under Versace umbrella
Double R ghost, inside Versace
Bitch eat a dick for a plate of hibachi
Hanging with the lows, yea we rollin' and rockin'
On another note, yea bitch I'm popping
Bitch I got bands, I'm insanely stockin'
Machine gun called choppa
Trap house, lean, lean, lean on a doctor
Smoke good gas like a rasta
Slanging OG got no imposter
Toss out his bitch and come open locker
Bitch don't manners when we eat steak and lobsters
Giuseppe steppin' leavin' nigga mugless
Hunid bands on me in all my pockets
Pocket monster so don't pocket watch
Lost my mind on a molly rocket
(Hook)
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa
That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa
These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards
These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
