Why every time you hit your lowest, niggas got their hand out acting like you owe
Sh went through the storm, came out drenched I couldn't even vent I'm jotting , shit like a poet
She might need some coaching, lesson with the vocals She a head doctor, tell her keep the
Focus Try to get a rental , you to push a lemon
Down like the commission cold like out in Poland Ayy, probably die for my respect
When you living in debt, gotta kill for respect She rather gossip about how we linked in
A day I couldn't even send her text
I asked her why she felt so damn upset said she gon' pick up a shit and go fly in the
Jet Them niggas fixing up pie , flipping bail
Free all them niggas locked down in the cell I seen some shit I can't speak on
She had me tweaking, went through on some V-lones I'm doing tricks in the kitchen like
Steve-O Mexican , mommy, she look like she Creole
Show her my alley, they throw you a free throw I'm in the cut, rolling up on the CINO
Come with three strippers, we having a trio We shoot a flick on the cam, had some b roll
Uh, she want me to tell her I'm tied Like an insect , she know that I get fly
So many pistols , they come with extensions she all bout the cream like American Pie
Uh, im from the trenches the trap I really come , from the practice like Pat
Strap in my lap, I don't do tit for tat Talk on the truth, no, I only spit facts
Mason jar, ounce of the cookie I'm smokin za bustin shit out of the pack
Can't pull her frontal , I keep her on track She like my lingo, the way that I act
She know I'm gas like the name on the pack While she bumping my song, I'm might grip from the back Uh, she know I hate when time, fly
Big Scorpio wats your sign Get in your bag on your grind
Thot shit in land before time Keep all the old goes in line
No curtain call, I used to be blind I used to wait on my time
Askin god give me a sign rollin' up za pop a pill
Kick my feet up & recline Really ain't trusting these niggas
Snake &', they give me a vibe aye I keep my hand on the fire
Tell her keep the focus, tried to get a rental ' use to push a lemon down like the commission
Cold like out in Poland, ayy Probably die for my respect
When You livin' in debt, gotta kill for respect
Creep 'Escoe Barz - Respect Lyrics
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Why every time you hit your lowest, niggas got their hand out acting like you owe
Sh went through the storm, came out drenched I couldn't even vent I'm jotting , shit like a poet
She might need some coaching, lesson with the vocals She a head doctor, tell her keep the
Focus Try to get a rental , you to push a lemon
Down like the commission cold like out in Poland Ayy, probably die for my respect
When you living in debt, gotta kill for respect She rather gossip about how we linked in
A day I couldn't even send her text
I asked her why she felt so damn upset said she gon' pick up a shit and go fly in the
Jet Them niggas fixing up pie , flipping bail
Free all them niggas locked down in the cell I seen some shit I can't speak on
She had me tweaking, went through on some V-lones I'm doing tricks in the kitchen like
Steve-O Mexican , mommy, she look like she Creole
Show her my alley, they throw you a free throw I'm in the cut, rolling up on the CINO
Come with three strippers, we having a trio We shoot a flick on the cam, had some b roll
Uh, she want me to tell her I'm tied Like an insect , she know that I get fly
So many pistols , they come with extensions she all bout the cream like American Pie
Uh, im from the trenches the trap I really come , from the practice like Pat
Strap in my lap, I don't do tit for tat Talk on the truth, no, I only spit facts
Mason jar, ounce of the cookie I'm smokin za bustin shit out of the pack
Can't pull her frontal , I keep her on track She like my lingo, the way that I act
She know I'm gas like the name on the pack While she bumping my song, I'm might grip from the back Uh, she know I hate when time, fly
Big Scorpio wats your sign Get in your bag on your grind
Thot shit in land before time Keep all the old goes in line
No curtain call, I used to be blind I used to wait on my time
Askin god give me a sign rollin' up za pop a pill
Kick my feet up & recline Really ain't trusting these niggas
Snake &', they give me a vibe aye I keep my hand on the fire
Tell her keep the focus, tried to get a rental ' use to push a lemon down like the commission
Cold like out in Poland, ayy Probably die for my respect
When You livin' in debt, gotta kill for respect
Sh went through the storm, came out drenched I couldn't even vent I'm jotting , shit like a poet
She might need some coaching, lesson with the vocals She a head doctor, tell her keep the
Focus Try to get a rental , you to push a lemon
Down like the commission cold like out in Poland Ayy, probably die for my respect
When you living in debt, gotta kill for respect She rather gossip about how we linked in
A day I couldn't even send her text
I asked her why she felt so damn upset said she gon' pick up a shit and go fly in the
Jet Them niggas fixing up pie , flipping bail
Free all them niggas locked down in the cell I seen some shit I can't speak on
She had me tweaking, went through on some V-lones I'm doing tricks in the kitchen like
Steve-O Mexican , mommy, she look like she Creole
Show her my alley, they throw you a free throw I'm in the cut, rolling up on the CINO
Come with three strippers, we having a trio We shoot a flick on the cam, had some b roll
Uh, she want me to tell her I'm tied Like an insect , she know that I get fly
So many pistols , they come with extensions she all bout the cream like American Pie
Uh, im from the trenches the trap I really come , from the practice like Pat
Strap in my lap, I don't do tit for tat Talk on the truth, no, I only spit facts
Mason jar, ounce of the cookie I'm smokin za bustin shit out of the pack
Can't pull her frontal , I keep her on track She like my lingo, the way that I act
She know I'm gas like the name on the pack While she bumping my song, I'm might grip from the back Uh, she know I hate when time, fly
Big Scorpio wats your sign Get in your bag on your grind
Thot shit in land before time Keep all the old goes in line
No curtain call, I used to be blind I used to wait on my time
Askin god give me a sign rollin' up za pop a pill
Kick my feet up & recline Really ain't trusting these niggas
Snake &', they give me a vibe aye I keep my hand on the fire
Tell her keep the focus, tried to get a rental ' use to push a lemon down like the commission
Cold like out in Poland, ayy Probably die for my respect
When You livin' in debt, gotta kill for respect
Writer: Teven Lockhart
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