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lil yachty - gimmie my respect lyrics

[intro]
(rollin’ in my pimpin’, ain’t no tellin’ what i’m finna do)
had to muhf-ckin’ turn the muhf-ckin’ light off
that’s what i had to do
(might beat the chest then the beat the soul
i’m takin’ the rest to drop off, too)
uh-huh
(keys in my lap, just in case these n-gg-s stainin’)
(scr-p, b-tch don’t trip)
30, you a fool for this one
you can turn the headphones up
(’cause i’m equipped with that pistol grip)

[verse 1]
slime (slime)
the whole gang slime (slime)
pull up a sauna, i’m fine (fine)
reach in the bag, grab the iron (bop, bop, bop, bop)
still rock the ice when i’m flyin’, uh (ice)
if she ain’t f-ckin’, she spyin’ (f-ckin’)
n-gg-s be hatin’ on gang (gang)
really just sound like they cryin’ (b-tch)
these n-gg-s bit on the cap (b-tch)
carl ripley’s, i think they lyin’ (cap)
these old n-gg-s gettin’ washed (huh)
they can buy every new watch (mhm)
it still wouldn’t buy ’em more time (gang)
i pick the drip, you get slimed, huh (drip)
don’t make the gang do a crime, huh (drip)
get em’ on cam like a vine, huh (drip)
yeah

[interlude]
(rollin’ in my pimpin’, ain’t no tellin’ what i’m finna do)
yeah n-gg-, you know what the f-ck goin’ on n-gg-
(might beat the chest then the beat the soul
i’m takin’ the rest to drop off, too)
n-gg-s keep forgetting about who-
(keys in my lap, just in case these n-gg-s stainin’)
n-gg-s keep forgetting about who godd-mn
started this muhf-ckin’ new wave sh-t, bruh
(scr-p, b-tch don’t trip
’cause i’m equipped with that pistol grip)
come on, man, give my respect, b-tch

[verse 2]
yeah, smokin’ like hickory (hick)
stay with the stick for the trickery (stick)
pay my respect to keep taking the victories
freddy went missin’, that sh-t was a mystery
caught me a vibe, yeah a negative energy
don’t be upset that i called you a mini-me
keep me a uzi, that sh-t be the minigun
hunnid round clips, pop it right in the tommy gun
my n-gg-s shoot, they don’t do the octagon, yup
spider drop out like decepticon (b-tch)
right at your crib while you’re eatin’ dinner (bah)
dressed in a mask like it’s comic con (ho)
twelve came in the hotel room (hoo)
i like to sleep at the palms (sh-t)
nut fill up to her gums (sh-t)
all in her stomach like tums (sh-t)

[outro]
(rollin’ in my pimpin’, ain’t no tellin’ what i’m finna do)
yeah, yeah, yeah, i said what i said n-gg-
(might beat the chest then the beat the soul
i’m takin’ the rest to drop off, too)
and i’m a eight-figure, muhf-ckin’ twenty-one year old millionaire
ain’t got no kids either
(keys in my lap, just in case these n-gg-s stainin’)
ain’t no b-tch gon’ trick me out my dollar
(scr-p, b-tch don’t trip ’cause i’m equipped with that pistol grip)
ain’t takin’ care of none of these dry-hair b-tches with kids, n-gg-

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