Stop Being Late Lyrics

Now you know better than to show up empty-handed
Don't forget, I know your mama, I know she taught your ass good manners
It's just rude to show up here with nothing
Around the way, it's an unwritten rule
I just knew you was gon' stop and get something
Before you knock on that door, you knew to grab something out the cabinet
If your ass ain't have time to stop at the store
You ain't have to walk up and down no aisles and explore
Ain't nobody asked you to go shopping
I know it take a minute for you to drop off the kids, get dressed
Then get all the way over herе from Compton
Fam, I get it
I know how you roll
But it's a potluck, a dinner party
And you know the old lady lovе that casserole
You could've brought some cards, some dice
Some green so Cass can roll, I mean
We gon' be here all night
You could've stopped at the gas station and grabbed a bag of ice
Some napkins, some wet wipes, some paper plates
Times is hard, I ain't asking you to break the bank, but
If you ain't the host, the most you could do is grab some chips
A bottle, some drinks
You ain't gon' ask if we want something to sip?
I'm messing with you, fam, don't trip
The next time, know it's the thought that counts
Don't walk in here muddy saying, "Fuck your couch"
If you know better, do better
And you won't have to hear my mouth, amen
Neighbors gotta be up early, no need to shout
Do all that singing
But all bullshit aside, all bullshit aside
We happy you here
'Cause we know, we know
That love is what you bringing
Man, come on in here, man
Ayy, yo, look what the wind blew in