Manners

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[Intro] They come here, they scrounge And they plan to kill and beat us on every occasion they can get What the fuck do you even do in this country? Go back to your own country 'cause you're not welcome in this country Simple [Verse 1] They said it's outta the norm When they heard a Bengali kid's getting spun on 1Xtra That's what I thought of my dad cah the man flipped packs When he really shoulda opened a restaurant Now I'm in the back of the kitchen, ordering chicken Right where thе white gets pressеd on Bro traps with a mask, when you chop that brown Better treat that shit like asbestos I got TikTok pages calling me a filth to my kind 'Cause I rap but I just can't stop till I'm rich Asian girl with a princess dress I don't mean no harm when I call her my bitch Washed up rappers, old and grey With the mind they got, gotta call 'em my kids I drop one tune and they pray that I miss Ah man, I beg, stop taking the piss I just got done with a meeting, tryna play poker with the A&Rs Acting like we need them more than they need us Me and Omar laugh cah they chat out their arse Pulled up in a Urus, Asian convoy, gang's in the back with the black Golf R's Got rid of this mask, I'm the same old me Still give her back shots in the back of the car These dickheads flopped at trapping, now they get mad in my DM's I fuck gyal in the industry and we both stay quiet and not in our feelings These man are out tryna chop BM's, broski have some fucking decorum Dropped off in the rain for the moaning, take a walk man, you're boring [Chorus] Asian girl is a badders Henna on fleek, that's standard Hella leng when she pose for the cameras Heard she want a hood guy with manners Sri Lankan girl in West London Bengali girl in Manhattan Might take her to the block where it's patterned Protective, I can't show you round to the mandem, bow [Verse 2] I didn't wanna be seen but I was making a scene with a mask Had cokeheads tryna take peeks on the bags Stuck on his gum like he's eating vaat How you say I ain't comfy in East? That's gang I'm only linking the G's when I land If you don't know then leave it at that We ain't known by name but we're known by brands Mum said "Open a business", all she meant was taking charge Had the brains and the heart But I've never done good for my people, it's time that I play my part Brown and bad from her head to her feet, she like tunes from '017 I pay business tax, man, I keep receipts Dirty whips but they just got cleaned Brown girl eat rice with her hands, now we gotta get them nails on fleek Gyaldem fuck with the lingo, Jersey ting wanna say "Let's jeet" I had shots all over my town, when I had no pounds, I was out on the streets And now I get racks when I step on stage and I still might do it for free Still bagging up flake till I sell out, still on the block tryna get out I'm tryna get wisdom on how they went clear like [?] I gotta make it out, I don't care 'bout the cost If it's a dinger, I don't give a toss Could be a Beema, it could be a Golf 'Cause if my foot goes down then I'm off [Chorus] Asian girl is a badders Henna on fleek, that's standard Hella leng when she pose for the cameras Heard she want a hood guy with manners Sri Lankan girl in West London Bengali girl in Manhattan Might take her to the block where it's patterned Protective, I can't show you round to the mandem, bow
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