Can’t Show Respect

Lyrics

[Intro: Rob49] (Okay, okay) Yeah [Chorus: Rob49] Can't show respect, huh The bustdown watch match the diamonds on my neck, huh Them credit cards match the numbers on that check Don't do no talkin', see a pussy, leave him stretched Leave him stretched, nigga Yeah, we get checks like Nikes, stripes just like Adidas, huh Tired of duckin' that reaper, huh, tired of duckin' them people, huh I run my whole gang because my walkdown tier elitest Elite, the game on fleek and I can't cuff a freak, huh [Verse 1: Rob49] Lango do it do 'em, 4God do it to 'em I ain't cuffin' nothin', double-park the foreign Double-park the foreign, niggas too retarded Them vulture niggas got 'em ridin' bikes just like a Harley, huh Whoop, there it go, I'm gon' fuck her throat She gon' read my texts, I'ma give her strokes I pray to the Lord, he talk to them folks I can save my bro, but I can't save a ho [Chorus: Rob49] Can't show respect, huh The bustdown watch match the diamonds on my neck, huh Them credit cards match the numbers on that check Don't do no talkin', see a pussy, leave him stretched Leave him stretched, nigga Yeah, we get checks like Nikes, stripes just like Adidas, huh Tired of duckin' that reaper, huh, tired of duckin' them people, huh I run my whole gang because my walkdown tier elitest Elite, the game on fleek and I can't cuff a freak [Verse 2: Lango] Yeah, one thing 'bout them diamonds, they don't heat, huh, yeah One thing 'bout my bitch, she ain't no keeper, yeah My bitch scammin' cards and swipin' Visas, yeah Put a nigga on that track, you know I beat it, yeah I take all my drugs to go to sleep, nigga, it's a problem I can't trust my bro, that nigga keep him some semiautos I dig in her throat 'cause she a G.O.A.T., yeah, super sloppy I beat down her back, that's on my bro, go into her time [Chorus: Rob49] Can't show respect, huh The bustdown watch match the diamonds on my neck, huh Them credit cards match the numbers on that check Don't do no talkin', see a pussy, leave him stretched Leave him stretched, nigga Yeah, we get checks like Nikes, stripes just like Adidas, huh Tired of duckin' that reaper, huh, tired of duckin' them people, huh I run my whole gang because my walkdown tier elitest Elite, the game on fleek and I can't cuff a freak