Lyrics: ybc dul
Music: ybc dul
(Hombre, made da beat damn it)
HopOut, HopOutBlick nigga
HopOutBlick, HopOutBlick, HopOutBlick nigga (Bardaproducer)
I got Fetty on me right now (1Hundro did it again)
HopOutBlick, HopOutBlick
We was in that Kia fishing, prayin' that we catch a vic
I catch a WSM nigga on my man, he gettin' sent
And they like what's that on your gun, lil nigga this a switch
And I'm the biggest Torcher, nigga I just sent the blitz
Ain't no chillin', cause once I ****, you gotta dip
A nigga try run, the yop made him do a flip
And I just Diors, I ain't ****in with the Ricks
I can't leave this bitch alone, cause when I'm ****in she got grip
I can't leave the crib alone, I got that 7 on my hip
And Cam got cooked cause he was talking out his lips
We in beef with the whole city, we ain't got no picks
We caught a nigga, then we chased him out his kicks
I like the ARP with me, it ain't got no kick
In LA traffic, got me running with the blick
Well if he shoot, my twin like Mello on them hits
Nigga tried talk, I told him shut up, you a bitch
Who I want smoke, ion know, I can't pick
I need a new pack, I'm trying hop out with a switch
I can't wait to catch a opp, I got so much ****in anger
Wanna hang with them? They in so much ****in danger
Bro bang the Glock a few times and every time I roll
I'm so trigger happy, I shoot every time I pose
30 shot stick, that bitch pokin' through my shirt
You can't run when we shoot, bitch I feel like Lil Durk
Y tried slide, P sent the blitz then
You don't wan get shot, don't be in them pics then
I don't put these hoes inside my beef, that's bitch shit
I don't play that field without my cleats, that's big shit
We don't give a **** about they wreck, we tried 'em
He was tryn' play ball on our side and we fried him
Ion smoke K3 or Lil Snipe, them niggas vapes
But I smoke Q5 and Lil Booka too, they shake
We four deep, masked up inside that Chevy
What's his name gon' die soon, have y'all paragraphs ready
Lot of niggas food down, they ain't even did it, they spaghetti
Yes I heard of Nardo Wick, I got my ratchet at that getti
Yes I heard of Nardo Wick, I got my gun when I pump my gas
Finger**** that bitch, the switches come out way too fast
He was in that wheel so I start blickin' through that glass
I like Lil Top on that court, that boy bad
Niggas hear that stutter, they start stumblin' and trippin'
This 40 a big bitch, it got turkey butts and titties
Before them niggas got to turn around, it started glitchin'
Brodie hoppin' out that G, like what's all that dissin'?
This a big 4 pound, ain't walkin' round with no Smithon
Bro just tapped that bitch twice on your man, he wouldn't miss him
And you who did that shit to your twin, come get wit him
Ain't nobody from Qrizzy block ain't never catch no killin'
So many shots we got on us, they said we do too much
I had to tell Lil Meir calm down, he tryn' shoot too much
The 4 ain't never on they block, we made them pack it
Switchy glizzy start actin up, tap it twice, this fast as ****
He caught a headshot outta bound, they shoulda told him duck
That milli made a mess, I bet the life that nigga got stuck
That switchy left him on his couch and he still ain't get up
They got imaginary bodies, they just make shit up
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
And ion give a **** who you is, nigga, I will disrespect you
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe
I was providing for the guys when I had 700 dollars
But what you think I did when I got my first hunnid thousand?
Spoke on Josh, went straight to Crazy Ryan crib and we bonded
Zomb just kept slidin', he said I got show niggas I still got it
I told bro if you with it then I'mma back ya play
He said bro let's bend the 9, we hit that block the same day
We got our drop, they said they found out where Jeezy stay
Zomb and Eem suit up, told 'em I'mma take the easy way
Now we outside his crib, smokin' weed just chillin'
And they can't see us cause you know the wheel tinted
And his bitch walked outside the crib, and we start grinnin'
She don't think it's three niggas in the wheel, which [?] gon' kill em?
The cops parked across the street and ****ed our plans up
Bro just came through with the yop, like free Bandup
And every time we get a drop, you know we come through **** shit up
When Murda Lok jump out that ride, he send shit up, it's just a must
Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful
They know I really diss the dead, yea that's my ****in special
This that disrespectful, disrespectful music
Ion give a **** who you is, if you ain't got no pics