With All Due Respect

Pullin on her strings
Like I’m jeppedo
That bitch bussin notes
Yea that falsetto
She go higher than stilletos

Uh

And she gon bust these note I'm talking pesos
Ain't not back and forth I need my mental with no strings ain't got no cello uh

I pass that weed like I studied
And my cup full of muddy
You niggas on a bad diet
Me my pockets is chubby

That's why my pockets so chubby Doctor told me eat greens
You don't really want smoke my dogs got them trees

You niggas got beef
And I came to eat
I’m doing that all the time
She falling for me
But she on a trip
I’d rather she fall in line
I tell her get off my spine
Shе buggin a nigga
Like porcupine
She want mе to call her mine
But she ain’t even worth it
Like half the time

And I won’t hesitate to detonate
I’m short fused
These Bitches characters
Is faker than some cartoons
She gimme knowledge
Like a teacher in a classroom
She want me to step with her
But that ain’t how a pimp move

I might have some love for you but that don't mean I trust you
Niggas talking loosely while my stomach used to rumble
Now I conversate with paper too I flex don't need no muscles
Heart so cold like saber-tooth no sympathy for niggas ah ah
You cannot get rich chasing money with no purpose that's for certain yeah
Promise you I been trusting niggas who've been purchased yeah
I can't make amends with you niggas it ain't worth it yeah
You can fool me once but never twice I closed the curtains yeah

All due respect
I been running game losing weight chasing cheques
Fuck the fame give me cheques
Bitches running game chasing fame using sex yeah
Niggas tryna set us up nah nah
Can't fuck with the vision bitch nah nah
All due respect just respect my disrespect yeah

Beat the beat
Might catch a charge for battery

That’s why I’m charging
Niggas for the juice
And my price
Your monthly
Salary

She ain't even my bitch
She just a fan of me
Told her slow it down
Gimme head
Don’t get ahead of me

Actually

Why she ain’t actin like

You want this life
But you can’t handle me

Telling all your friends
That I’m the one
But it ain’t happening

Blasphemy

She on her knees
She bout to blast for me

While she on the phone
With the priest
Praying for sanity
Damn