MR DISRESPECTFUL

[Intro]
Stop fuckin' playin' with these niggas, man, yeah
Where he at? Where the fuck is Yak?
Go, go (Stop that dissin' too)
Come here

[Verse 1]
This the Josh pack, this shit hitin' hard as shit (Go)
When Gorilla Joe died, all they did was drop a diss (Go)
At the bus stop and got cooked, what? You ain't never heard of Lyft? (Go)
If you son was still here, he woulda got hit with the switch (Go)
What the fuck? Came to your show, you was on my dick (Go)
Ain't nobody know your songs, ain't nobody sing your lyrics (Go)
You ain't really got no bodies, you ain't put shit in the air (Go)
You just sittin', rappin', dissin', nigga, we ain't tryna hear it (Cap)
You like twenty-eight and you ain't got a body, fuck you waitin' for? (Cap)
Bus Stop was at the bus stop and got clap, clap
How the fuck is you a Chaser? When you see me you gon' run
Spin the 42th, likе, "Where Yak?", dead ass, son (Whеre he at?)
Dissin' on Lil Mir, he gon' be just like Twin
We got a lot of dead opps, you gon' be just like them (Like them)
Nigga, where the fuck is Yak? We keep campin' on that block (Go)
I was spinnin' through the Trolls tryna get my gun hot (Go)
Why the opps screamin', "Go"? all they homies gettin' shot (Go)
We get over, fuck rap beef, we gon' get the drop
You was locked up when your son died, fuck was that about? (Fuck was that?)
You get home and you ain't do shit, brrh, yeah, that's out (That's out)

[Chorus]
How you cliquin' up with the same niggas that robbed you for your sneaks? (Go)
It's them pink Balenciagas, ayy, bro, get them joints to me (Ayy, get them joints to me)
He ain't want them anyway, he let them take 'em off his feet (Let them take 'em off his feet)
Catch a opp, closed casket, how we leave him in that street (Go)

[Verse 2]
Where your baby mom at? Why she let your son leave? (Why?)
I'm really on that 4 and I'm posted up on the O (Go)
In this shit for Lil Mir, he dissed lil' bro, he gotta go (Go)
And your brother told shit, that's like hangin' with a cop
Me and Murda down the bottom, we like, "Where the fuck is Yak?" (Where the fuck is Yak?)
Niggas got one chain, one gun, down bad (Wow)
Heard he got a dead son and dead homies, that's sad (That's sad)
Them niggas playin' with the dead and then do it, don't last (Go)
You playin' pool with them niggas tryna kill you? That's fast (Go)
In the V like, "Where Yak?", don't let me found out where you at
Man, them headshots hurt, ask the opps who got whacked
In the bitty tryna create a strain, we need a new pack
They see Blick with the mask, they gon' duck like, "Who that?"
Put lil' 3 up on that backseat, he come back with a hat (Go)
Niggas get put up for good tryna fish down this end
We ain't get to catch him, we start blickin' on his kin (Boom)
All the opps on PC, how y'all standin' on ten?
And your son got murdered, poor baby, he ain't love you (He ain't love you)
How the fuck your baby died and you ain't do shit? You ain't want him (You ain't want that nigga)
Your homies used to fuck you up, why you chasin' for the buzz? (Why?)
Let me catch a rap nigga, hit him up until he stuck (Go)
Let them RP's hit him now, watch his shit gush (Gush)
I bet the last nigga learned, don't lose your life tryna catch a bus (Go)
How the fuck your son died and the killer ain't get touched?
But you in your raps cappin', nigga, you ain't got a gun
Catch a rap nigga, blow his brains out, that shit fun (Go)

[Chorus]
How you cliqued up with the same niggas that robbed you for your sneaks?
It's them pink Balenciagas, ayy, bro, get them joints to me (Ayy, get them joints to me)
He ain't want them anyway, he let them take 'em off his feet (He let them take 'em off his feet)
Catch a opp, closed casket, how we leave him in that street (In that street)