Letras
Charms on my neck sayin hey nice to meet ya
Need a trap Queen I don't want a diva
She ain't making no breesh gotta leave her
I can't trust none of these hoes they deceiving
Blow a bag in saks im in Marni
What's inside my cup color of Barney
Pay me in full or im gon be tardy
Put some respect on my body x5
Us never them it's one sided
Like cmex you know that we sliding
Put some respect on my body x2
Fucc w/ gang and we bussin ya cantaloupe
From the jungle it turns us to animals
You might think they hot we not a fan of them
Indecisive w hoes I got 10 of them
Did a lot of dirt I cannot say
Don't be speaking on us know your place
Making money unlimited ways
Keep a stash in the trap and the bank
Huh
Walk in the club and they file in
ChefBoyz my brothers like taliban
Pullin they strings like a guitar
Matter fact this is a violin
If you ain't got breesh keep it silent then
If you want the work nigga dial in
1-855
Me and the plug always tied in
Put some respect on my body x5
Us never them it's one sided
Like cmex you know that we sliding
Put some respect on my body x2
Put some respect on my body I'm feelin like Stunna,
Still getting bread out here no wonder,
My dogs a barker I ain't talkin drummer,
He pull up and making it hot like the summer,
(Fah fah fah)
We doin numbers like (frrrr)
Fuck you gon tell me like,
Only gon say this shit once,
Put some respect on the uh,
I don't give a damn homie,
Free all my brothers that's jammed homie,
Crack ya skull like the shell of a clam homie,
Bring the heat to ya court like I'm Bam homie (like I'm Bam homie)
I ain't talkin bout ya mothers mother when I tell em that I got the grams on me,
Call my lil youngin Shaq,
Don't show respect then he finna slam on you