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VERSE 1:
Tonight Iâm acting up, we step out to get daps to us
And Iâm trackinâ you know I lap it up
Spit the new shit, yeah thats enough
I made it, say what the shit are we? Now its time to get wasted
And we probably get drunk on Broadway, in the broad day so blatant
Like look at me, in the castle is crooks with me
Think about twenty to book with me, And I just kick shit like Booker T
Looking big, so while Iâm over served, Iâm in your girl mouth about over her
At least I get to make the most of her, Then I peace like Casper, Iâm a ghost to her
Yeah Chidd, you can look me up on Wikipedi
Most of these chicks is needy, and Iâm feeling baked, the ziti
Fuck it I make this PD, yeah thatâs that cracka crack
Yeah Iâm feelin good, if I say it thatâs where Iâm actually at
Roll up, roll up, every night, sip it, sip it, that is right
Let me run that midnight train, she be on her Gladys Knight
And since the night calls, I hit the green button
You think my old shit hard? You ainât seen nothing
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You ainât seen nothing
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You think my old shit hard?
You ainât seen nothing
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You think my old shit hard?
You ainât seen nothing
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You think my old shit hard?
You ainât seen nothing
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You think my old shit hard?
You aint seen nothing
VERSE 2:
Thatâs standard, hand her, to my bro in the stand thur
You ainât got no friends girl, last time we had ten girls
I need twin girls, identical, yo Xaph I think the beat cynical
Sip Rozay and Absolut, but Iâm just at the pinnacle
And I think Iâm invincible, so every single chick capable
I ainât too sure, but I does me, mi amore, mi amore, yeah they love me
Iâm lookin for a bad bitch, above average, that be killing out late like the Mavericks
She be down to Miami Heating, she just wanna make the most of the weekend
Yeah the style Iâm pitching, conversation Alex Hitchens
Chiddy on a wilder mission, this shit is fresh out the kitchen
Fuck the mornin can I hit it on the stove top?
And I really donât know why they know not
Yeah Iâm a robot, never gonna let my go stop
If i never made it I would probably be on cold ops
But since the night calls, I hit the green button
You think my old shit hard? You ainât seen nothing
CHORUS:
You ainât seen nothing
You ainât seen nothing
You think my old shit hard?
You ainât seen nothing
You ainât seen nothing
You ainât seen nothing
You think my old shit hard?
You ainât seen nothing
You ainât seen nothing
You ainât seen nothing
You think my old shit hard?
You ainât seen nothing
You ainât seen nothing
You ainât seen nothing
You think my old shit hard?
You aint seen nothing
- Album:
- Breakfast
- Peanut Butter & Swelly (Mixtape)
- Mind Your Manners (Single)
- Ray Charles (Single)
- The Preview (EP)
- Air Swell (Mixtape)
- The Swelly Express (Mixtape)
- The Preview
- Mind Your Manners EP
- Mind Your Manners (feat. Travie McCoy & Icona Pop)
- Mind Your Manners (feat. Icona Pop)
- Spotify Freestyle
- Compilation
- Dance Powerhits, Vol. 1 - 2012
- Ray Charles
- Dance Powerhits vol.1/2012
- The Xaphoon Jones Mixtape Vol. 1
- Mind Your Manners
- Remixes Vol. 1
- Now That’s What I Call Music! 81