Styling For Respect

[Chorus]
Niggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, I might pull out with my Nina
Let my Nina squirt and leave a nigga wet
I might hit 'em with the flex, I might hit 'em with the Tec
Chxpo from the West but I'm on the East
Juugin' in the projects
Fuck who got next, we got choppas on deck
Nigga you can die next, we got shottas on deck
Niggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, niggas styling for respect
Niggas lying for respect

[Verse 1]
Niggas know 'bout my set, niggas know where I rep
Niggas know where I step, you might fuck 'round get left
Me and my niggas love death, we really love homicides
I swear all my niggas fried
And my niggas don't cry when my niggas die
We just drive by, hop out, do pop outs
Pop up like your bitch, lil Chxp but I shoot shit
On some trap shit on some rap shit
These niggas really ain't got shit
All on my squad bitch, pull up and we don't miss
Nigga talking gangs man these niggas bitches
Man I really know these niggas
Lil Chxpo know all the drug dealers and I know all the killers
Niggas know how I mob
Niggas know how I am with the squad
Nigga play with one my niggas
Then your whole squad get robbed
Pull up with a hundred guns, nigga pull up in a hundred vans
Lil Chxpo off a hundred xans
In the trap with a hundred bands
Man I make the junkies junkie dance
I make the junkies do the junkie's dance
Gave my big bro blue hands
In the kitchen like a fuckin' chef

[Chorus]
Niggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, I might pull out with my Nina
Let my Nina squirt and leave a nigga wet
I might hit 'em with the flex, I might hit 'em with the Tec
Chxpo from the West but I'm on the East
Juugin' in the projects
Fuck who got next, we got choppas on deck
Nigga you can die next, we got shottas on deck
Niggas styling for respect I'm running up that knot
I'm tryna get a check, niggas styling for respect
Niggas lying for respect

[Verse 2]
She just wanna have sex, lil Chxpo I'm the best
Fuck her like I'm Keith Sweat, lightskin Keith Sweat
All these bitch on my neck, I got killas on deck
Put my killa on your neck, then you gon die next
Lil Chxpo on the block bitch I'm working hard
But I ain't breaking sweats
I might beat a nigga ass, slam a nigga
Break a nigga lil neck
Lil Chxpo love to fight, and I love to shoot guns
Bitch I love doing drugs, and I love selling drugs
Bitch we trap just for fun, Lil Chxpo from the slums
Big Chxpo bar none, bitch I don't fear none
All my niggas got guns, I swear we bloody as it comes
I swear my young niggas fried, we robbin shit just for fun
Don't know what a nigga got in his pocket but we find out
I'm with my shooters right now, fuck nigga pipe down
Bitch I'm counting right now, I swear I been going hard
I was really selling hard, trapping on the boulevard

[Chorus]
Niggas styling for respect I'm running up them bands
I'm tryna get a check, I might pull out with my Nina
Let my Nina squirt and leave a nigga wet
I might hit 'em with the flex, I might hit 'em with the Tec
Chxpo from the West but I'm on the East
Juugin' in the projects
Fuck who got up next, we got choppas on deck
Nigga you can die next, we got shottas on deck
Niggas styling for respect I'm running to that knot
I'm tryna get a check, niggas styling for respect
Niggas lying for respect

[Verse 3]
Niggas lying on the squad, niggas lie on my name
Every time a nigga get shot up
I'm the first one these niggas blame
Niggas lying to the streets, it's a cold dirty game
And I still ain't been to my lil bro Mar grave
I still ain't been to my lil bro [?] grave
(I miss my niggas)
And I still ain't been to my lil bro Bloody grave
(I miss my niggas)
It's a cold dirty game
Niggas lying on my name
I do this shit for my squad
I don't do this shit for no fame
Lil molly, bitch