"Dyin Bout Respect" lyrics
(feat. Rickfrmdacreek)
Four hoes in a Maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
We'll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
I don't even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
Ask me where I'm is bitch, I'm on the way back
Opps broke as hell posted with the same strap
On that porch, dozing off right where Auntie pack
Call my dog, he gon' sick em, but I ain't gotta pet
Ran it up I ain't even gotta sweat
Nike's off-white ever since I got a check
Might be tryna die if you reachin' for my neck
And my teeth cost 20 racks might pull em out and go Piguet
Might pull em out and go Piguet
Goddamn, got my diamonds speakin' French
Red and blue E-pill, look like Clark Kent
They said I wouldn't make it, bitch, and I ain't stop since
Plug tryna tax me so I ain't copping shit
We come through them backstreets and make em hop the fence
All green Louis V fit, look like the Grinch
Three deep up in this bitch, just the driver, me and Rick
And I'm still rockin' BAPE camo
Paid 150 all cash for the Lambo
Keep the phone naked cause my pockets way too damn swole
Sliding through the city, they still actin' like I can't go
Four hoes in a Maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
We'll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
I don't even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
Ask me where I'm is bitch, I'm on the way back
Opps broke as hell posted with the same strapm
On that porch, dozing off right where Auntie pack
Call my dog, he gon' sick em, but I ain't gotta pet
Ran it up I ain't even gotta sweat
Nike's off-white ever since I got a check
Might be tryna die if you reachin' for my neck
And my teeth cost 20 racks might pull em out and go Piguet
Float the Maybach truck, I'm on that yerk, I just might wreck
Can't even trust a nigga, you call your bro, I'm screamin' Long Live
I stepped out Purple jeans my pockets fat as hell, look like Shrek
I was down out on my dick, I had to get up chase a check
Nigga talkin bout Tuesday on this wood I'm taking it to the chest
I'm doing 160 down the highway with yo bitch we in the Vet
Nigga talkin bout Tuesday on this wood his ass got morning breath
Come with a nigga bitch in bullet proof she in her dropping neck
I'm dying bout my respect Nigga play his ass get left
I'm dying bout my respect spray the chopper to the wood melt
I'm dying bout my respect slide the Maybach like a wheelchair
I'm tryna break her back I'ma fuck that bitch and pull her hair
Four hoes in a Maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
We'll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
I don't even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
Ask me where I'm is bitch, I'm on the way back
Opps broke as hell posted with the same strap
On that porch, dozing off right where Auntie pack
Call my dog, he gon' sick em, but I ain't gotta pet
We'll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
I don't even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
Ask me where I'm is bitch, I'm on the way back
Opps broke as hell posted with the same strap
On that porch, dozing off right where Auntie pack
Call my dog, he gon' sick em, but I ain't gotta pet
Ran it up I ain't even gotta sweat
Nike's off-white ever since I got a check
Might be tryna die if you reachin' for my neck
And my teeth cost 20 racks might pull em out and go Piguet
Might pull em out and go Piguet
Goddamn, got my diamonds speakin' French
Red and blue E-pill, look like Clark Kent
They said I wouldn't make it, bitch, and I ain't stop since
Plug tryna tax me so I ain't copping shit
We come through them backstreets and make em hop the fence
All green Louis V fit, look like the Grinch
Three deep up in this bitch, just the driver, me and Rick
And I'm still rockin' BAPE camo
Paid 150 all cash for the Lambo
Keep the phone naked cause my pockets way too damn swole
Sliding through the city, they still actin' like I can't go
Four hoes in a Maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
We'll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
I don't even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
Ask me where I'm is bitch, I'm on the way back
Opps broke as hell posted with the same strapm
On that porch, dozing off right where Auntie pack
Call my dog, he gon' sick em, but I ain't gotta pet
Ran it up I ain't even gotta sweat
Nike's off-white ever since I got a check
Might be tryna die if you reachin' for my neck
And my teeth cost 20 racks might pull em out and go Piguet
Float the Maybach truck, I'm on that yerk, I just might wreck
Can't even trust a nigga, you call your bro, I'm screamin' Long Live
I stepped out Purple jeans my pockets fat as hell, look like Shrek
I was down out on my dick, I had to get up chase a check
Nigga talkin bout Tuesday on this wood I'm taking it to the chest
I'm doing 160 down the highway with yo bitch we in the Vet
Nigga talkin bout Tuesday on this wood his ass got morning breath
Come with a nigga bitch in bullet proof she in her dropping neck
I'm dying bout my respect Nigga play his ass get left
I'm dying bout my respect spray the chopper to the wood melt
I'm dying bout my respect slide the Maybach like a wheelchair
I'm tryna break her back I'ma fuck that bitch and pull her hair
Four hoes in a Maybach oh you mad at me, why you never say that
We'll wet you up gone and hit ya wave cap
I don't even know little buddy, but he say we go way back
Ask me where I'm is bitch, I'm on the way back
Opps broke as hell posted with the same strap
On that porch, dozing off right where Auntie pack
Call my dog, he gon' sick em, but I ain't gotta pet
