Intrigue Visio - Pardon Me Lyrics

Slade6 f*ck your bitch!

I'm sick of hearing all these verse
It's getting worse
A lotta money in purse and I don't rehearse
I put my mind on full conscious
I do observe
You got your bitch a f*cking necklace
That she don't deserve

I'm not the best but I can judge on what I hear
We're giving the quality when quantity appear
Disappear then reappear cause there's a lotta things to do
Live in different atmosphere
You f*ckers looking like a fool

Back it up, back it up
Lil bitch tryna tell me what's up
For f*ck's sake
Bring it back, bring it back
Lemme show you how you gonna make me act up
What's up boy (Yuh)

Back it up, back it up
Lil bitch tryna tell me what's up
For f*ck's sake
Bring it back, bring it back
Lemme show you how you gonna make me act up
What's up boy (Yuh)

Hold on, all these bitches getting sawed on
Two days without posting, it's Ramadhan
Hold on, why you texting with a hard on?
Leaving in it on read, f*ck you little bitch and I'm gone
Motherf*ckers gotta know that I'm not f*ckin sane,
Bitch you better be on four cause I'm not here to entertain
Pardon my insanity
F*ck all of your history
Nah you better move on
You're the lamest in the history

Alright
Motherf*ckers wanna die
Side to the side imma smite these white knight
Full of spite!
You the shit? Not quite
Bitch on my sight I don't bite

Motherf*cker try me
I'mma
chop your hoe
Feed them to the crow
Don't flee
Cause you're f*cking slow
Too much f*cking dough
More tea
For my f*cking foe
Feed them all my flow
You'll see
No matter where u go
I'm still gonna blow

Back it up, back it up
Lil bitch tryna tell me what's up
For f*ck's sake
Bring it back, bring it back
Lemme show you how you gonna make me act up
What's up boy (Yuh)

Back it up, back it up
Lil bitch tryna tell me what's up
For f*ck's sake
Bring it back, bring it back
Lemme show you how you gonna make me act up
What's up boy (Yuh)

F*ck boys pull up in a brand new whip (Woah)
Dressed in all black cargos SVG drip (Ew)

1234 motherf*cker bout' to take a hit
Shut your f*cking mouth
I know you be talking shit
(Who do we got?)
We got
IV on the track (Woah)
Got our first millies
I know you don't f*ck with that
(Like)
I got
Got my name on the cheque (Woah)
Got my first designer shirt
It's all about the flex aye (Alright, alright)

Yuh, now tell em who it is
IV's comeback yeah we cooking up again like
(Uh)
Yea we rounding up the Asia
Better laid back
No we coming in like Frieza

Back it up, back it up
Lil bitch tryna tell me what's up
For f*ck's sake
Bring it back, bring it back
Lemme show you how you gonna make me act up
What's up boy (Yuh)

Back it up, back it up
Lil bitch tryna tell me what's up
For f*ck's sake
Bring it back, bring it back
Lemme show you how you gonna make me act up
What's up boy (Yuh)