Disrespectfully ft. M.O.B Yvng Lyrics

I know you know what they are, so

Tell me, before I do some damage you won't walk away from

Made it back, top of the world

I want to make a new offer again with you

Just when I thought I was out, they pulled me back in

(I'm psychic, remember?)

Hey, I be running round the road

Recording while I smoke

Cookies is what I blow, the fuck

Tell me what the fuck you thought?

You better play no more

We going to make you explode, take two steps back

Hey hello, I got to keep the score

Just like I did before, I can't go back to broke (Uh ah)

And you know we coming from the O

Gone make it out the mud and we ain't never coming back

Bitches talking bout some shit

Who told you you was on shit?

Trying to make it out the street

Let them know we have no deal

Cuz I'm still, bitch i'm still trying to get rich

Bitch you know I keep it real, cuz you know I never switched

Got the glocky with a switch, bitch I made her broke her back

She be dancing on my lap, spent some hundreds on the jack (Uh uh)

But I'm going to get it back, young boy, I got plenty racks

You know I got plenty cash (Huh)

You know I got plenty cash

We back in the game, you goofy ass, punk ass motherfuckers

You know is fuck the opps (Yeah)

You know is fuck the opps (Huh)

And is fuck the cops (Huh)

They ain't never stop us

Fendi on my socks (Huh)

Baby take your clothes off

Baby give me top (Huh)

Imma make you choke (Huh)

Perkies what I pop (Huh)

Hey, Bitch, I'm the salsa master

The way this diamonds dancing

You can see your bitch staring at the way my diamonds glistening

Stop mumbling under your breath bitch, we definitely listen

If you flex that you're cute

You must not be a real flexer

You can't go round robbing people with no mask here's a little message

Imma punch your piercing out your nose

Bitch there's consequences

I'm a menace in every category

I don't like the camera lenses

Since I was ten, I jumped off the porch

I was hopping fences

Hey bro, Why you wearing that shit?

It ain't even expensive

I'm on the booth, i'm not even rapping

I'm just being offensive

You can't ride my wave with no motion

You're bitch ass don't even bounce

I got hella bars in my head, I'm in a mental jail house

All these bitches and motherfuckers thinking they're pimps, what is that about?

Most of y'all hoes get cheated on you only been in love once (Pss)

Give me a fucking toilet paper the way i'm shitting on this motherfuckers