Gimmie My Respect

(album: Nuthin' 2 Prove - 2018)

Had to muhfucking turn the muhfucking light off
That's what I had to do
Uh-huh (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
30, you a fool for this one
You can turn the headphones up

Slime (Slime)
The whole gang slime (Slime)
Pull up a sauna, I'm fine (Fine)
Reach in the bag, grab the iron (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Still rock the ice when I'm flying, uh (Ice)
If she ain't fucking, she spying (Fuckin')
Niggas be hating on gang (Gang)
Really just sound like they crying (Bitch)
These niggas bit on the cap (Bitch)
Carl Ripley's, I think they lying (Cap)
These old niggas getting washed (Huh)
They can buy every new watch (Mhm)
It still wouldn't buy 'em more time (Gang)
I pick the drip, you get slimed, huh (Drip)
Don't make the gang do a crime, huh (Drip)
Get em' on cam like a Vine, huh (Drip)
Yeah

Yeah nigga, you know what the fuck going on
Niggas keep forgetting about who
Niggas keep forgetting about who goddamn
Started this muhfucking new wave shit, bruh
Come on, man, give my respect, bitch

Yeah, smoking like hickory (Hick)
Stay with the stick for the trickery (Stick)
Pay my respect to keep taking the victories
Freddy went missing, that shit was a mystery
Caught me a vibe, yeah a negative energy
Don't be upset that I called you a mini-me
Keep me a Uzi, that shit be the minigun
Hunnid round clips, pop it right in the Tommy gun
My niggas shoot, they don't do the octagon, yup
Spider drop out like Decepticon (Bitch)
Right at your crib while you're eating dinner (Bah)
Dressed in a mask like it's Comic Con (Ho)
Twelve came in the hotel room (Hoo)
I like to sleep with the palms (Shit)
Nut fill up to her gums (Shit)
All in her stomach like Tums (Shit)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said what I said
And I'm a eight-figure, muhfucking twenty-one year old millionaire
Ain't got no kids either
Ain't no bitch gon' trick me out my dollar
Ain't taking care of none of these dry-hair bitches with kids, nigga