CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Table Manners

Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy
([?])
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
(Benji, he got Benjis)

I sip my lean at the restaurant (At the restaurant)
She loves real n***as, now she met one (Now she met one)
I drink codeine until my breath's gone (Ah, ah)
She wanna f**k with my Rolex on (With my Rolex on)
I sip my lean at the restaurant (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (At the restaurant)
She loves real n***as, now she met one (Now she met one)
I drink codeine until my breath's gone (Ah, ah)
She wanna f**k with my Rolex on (Ski, ski) (with my Rolex on)

I'm a real street n***a so approach me with caution (Yeah)
I'm a real street n***a so she question me so cautious
Listen life's so important (Ah)
New YSL, make you look gorgeous
And on everything, I wear this glizzy while I'm walkin'
And I ain't even talkin' (Skrrt)
I bought her Chanel then disappeared, yeah
I love her nails the colour red, yeah
She's the type of girl that reads your DM, then she airs, yeah
I'm the type of n***a that these n***as wanna compare with
I'm in Amiri jeans and they ain't got no stains on them
I'm with the realest G's and I ain't gonna change on them
Yes, it's still in me, I can whip the flake with benz
Put this pill in me 'cause I can't feel no pain again