Respect It

First ima make em respect it
Then ima run thru the bandz
Sprinter van cruising the city
Just to roll up with the gang
Tell em I don't want no pictures
They said it's only the gram
The grams im familiar with
White or the tan
And that could land you in the can
First ima make em respect it
Then ima run thru the bandz
Sprinter van cruising the city
Just to roll up with the gang
Tell em i don't want no pictures
They said it's only the gram
The grams im familiar with
White or the tan
And that could land you in the can

1st ima make em respect it
Private house yea that's the gang
These haters keep speaking
Im debo on weekends
Yall nigga be duckin that fade
The sprinter pull up with the gang
Got some heavy smokers barely drink
But a nigga act tipsy headshot headshot
Now my killah got a stain on his js
Bout 10 party bus
All my niggas ls up
Swear that we the livest niggas here right now
Get the pound break it down
All the baddies gather round
Pass the light
Now we all takin flight now
Niggas mad cause ya bitch
Fuck with us off sight
He ain't wanna end his night
So he piped down
Couple niggas fronted on me
Couple bitches hated on me
Bet they all wishing
They was here right now here
I'm counting and spending
No chip ins no lending
Everything that they swear they doing
I already did it
No pieces got me drippin
We get the grams and flip em
Not into takin pictures
Phg they can't fuxk with us

1st ima make em respect it
Den ima gone run thumb them bandz
Sprinter van cruising the city
Just to roll up with the gang
Tell em I don't want no pictures
They think it's only the gram
The grams im familiar with
Is white or light tan
And that could land you in the can
1st Ima make em respect it
Den ima gone run thumb them bandz
Sprinter van cruising the city
Just to roll up with the gang
Tell em i don't want no pictures
They think it's only the gram
The grams im familiar with
Is white or light tan
And that could land you in the can

Stay to myself
Don't ask for no help
Cause even day 1s gone switch up
I roll up the pot
Then cool it with Ice
I call that shit dirty kitchen
The sprinter van pull up
We off the henny
I got the patron for the bitches
Its boutbucks the name
It's private house gang
I guarantee they gon digg this
Call the plug right now
Tell em bring whole pound
And he know its straight cash
So he mixed it
Gorilla glue with the sour
G4 with the Girl Scout
Nigga everyday I smoke different
Stay low key
Out of sight of police
Nigga don't bro me
If you don't know me
I cut off the fakes
Can't chill with no snakes
Get straight to the cake
Niggas know me
Either im mackin with buc
Or im smokin with jahmi
Or im on the road with cokeboy
Max right beside me
Legga right behind me
Ski ridin with me ohh lawd
And If marc slidin then the sparks get flying
Yea we ridin with shit to make noise
I'ma keep on grindin
Diamonds keep on shining
Straight auto pilot
To the forbes

1st ima make em respect it
Den ima gone run thumb them bandz
Sprinter van cruising the city
Just to roll up with the gang
Tell em I don't want no pictures
They think it's only the gram
The grams im familiar with
Is white or light tan
And that could land you in the can
1st ima make em respect it
Den ima gone run thumb them bandz
Sprinter van cruising the city
Just to roll up with the gang
Tell em I don't want no pictures
They think it's only the gram
The grams im familiar with
Is white or light tan
And that could land you in the can



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Writer(s): Richard Anderson
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