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No Manners Video (MV)




Performed By: Yvng AJ
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Antoine Jones




Yvng AJ - No Manners Lyrics




Hi tech fanta
Hi tech tropicana
My clips on bananas
Got some dope out east Atlanta
Got drum mag in hammer
When I shoot it flash like camera
That bitch got no manners
See a opp no speakin
Chopper talk fast like Puerto Rican's
Nigga tried to get my money Ima send his ass right up to Jesus
Gotta brown piece look like Reese's
Ina trap spinnin my wrist like cd
Y'all just don't know I could use the trap flow but I stopped cause the shit too easy
Needed a challenge
These young niggas got no talent
Heard yo shit it was invalid
Ima just sit back and laugh Jimmy Fallon
Niggas ain't up on my level
None of you niggas my equal
I ain't expectin no medal
For takin care of my people

In Chicago you a dealer or a scammer or drummer
I just bought a new car it's just in time for the summer
Let's go race like a relay
I'm takin off on the e way
FaceTime two hoes a 3 way
Cant give no eater no leeway

Bitch asked why I stay smokin on dope
Couldnt talk to that bitch got kush in my lungs
If a opp run up betta let the bitch go
Got mac tec 9 f*ck nigga which one
I was 16 kickin in doors wit da gang
We done found hella shit in the opp nigga house
Found weed some jewelry and a glock 4-0
Tryna buy this shit nigga I'm in route

I started movin them drugs
Made a few dollars a day
Now AJ is movin up
But I might still bag up them 8ths
Yo hoe gon show me some love
I pull up she make me a plate
I don't got time for no love
Cause most of these bitches be fake

Hoes be tryna f*ck all day that shit don't interest me
I'm just tryna stack dis bread she keep on temptin me
Niggas stuck on shit I made in 2017
They just hate that I got betta they show jealousy

But f*ck that shit Ima spit me a new flow
F*ck that bitch Ima get me a new hoe
Yeah I f*cked her but the pussy was weak
I ain't wanna f*ck had her suck on my meat
I come to yo block and I smoke in yo street
We lettin off shots nigga f*ck the police
Them niggas abusin they power
I see a badge my face turn sour

Finna go piss on Trump tower
Givin the building a golden shower
No gold my urine is clear
Clear like my mind when I drive with no fear
Hop out on me you get smacked like a deer
That nigga get dropped like a motherf*ckin tear
Wherever the money that's where I'm gon steer
You talkin bout money Yvng AJ appear

Black jeans APC
Diamond earrings with a all black ring
That boy got no cheese
He a broke nigga like Double D
Pull up all black thing
Ima flex hard till the fat bitch sing
Pedal to the medal finna chase this green
Wanna verse from me but the shit ain't free
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Hi tech fanta
Hi tech tropicana
My clips on bananas
Got some dope out east Atlanta
Got drum mag in hammer
When I shoot it flash like camera
That bitch got no manners
See a opp no speakin
Chopper talk fast like Puerto Rican's
Nigga tried to get my money Ima send his ass right up to Jesus
Gotta brown piece look like Reese's
Ina trap spinnin my wrist like cd
Y'all just don't know I could use the trap flow but I stopped cause the shit too easy
Needed a challenge
These young niggas got no talent
Heard yo shit it was invalid
Ima just sit back and laugh Jimmy Fallon
Niggas ain't up on my level
None of you niggas my equal
I ain't expectin no medal
For takin care of my people

In Chicago you a dealer or a scammer or drummer
I just bought a new car it's just in time for the summer
Let's go race like a relay
I'm takin off on the e way
FaceTime two hoes a 3 way
Cant give no eater no leeway

Bitch asked why I stay smokin on dope
Couldnt talk to that bitch got kush in my lungs
If a opp run up betta let the bitch go
Got mac tec 9 f*ck nigga which one
I was 16 kickin in doors wit da gang
We done found hella shit in the opp nigga house
Found weed some jewelry and a glock 4-0
Tryna buy this shit nigga I'm in route

I started movin them drugs
Made a few dollars a day
Now AJ is movin up
But I might still bag up them 8ths
Yo hoe gon show me some love
I pull up she make me a plate
I don't got time for no love
Cause most of these bitches be fake

Hoes be tryna f*ck all day that shit don't interest me
I'm just tryna stack dis bread she keep on temptin me
Niggas stuck on shit I made in 2017
They just hate that I got betta they show jealousy

But f*ck that shit Ima spit me a new flow
F*ck that bitch Ima get me a new hoe
Yeah I f*cked her but the pussy was weak
I ain't wanna f*ck had her suck on my meat
I come to yo block and I smoke in yo street
We lettin off shots nigga f*ck the police
Them niggas abusin they power
I see a badge my face turn sour

Finna go piss on Trump tower
Givin the building a golden shower
No gold my urine is clear
Clear like my mind when I drive with no fear
Hop out on me you get smacked like a deer
That nigga get dropped like a motherf*ckin tear
Wherever the money that's where I'm gon steer
You talkin bout money Yvng AJ appear

Black jeans APC
Diamond earrings with a all black ring
That boy got no cheese
He a broke nigga like Double D
Pull up all black thing
Ima flex hard till the fat bitch sing
Pedal to the medal finna chase this green
Wanna verse from me but the shit ain't free
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Writer: Antoine Jones
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