rob49 – 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 p+ssy, leave him stretched
leave him stretched, n+gga
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, n+ggas too r+t+rded
them vulture n+ggas got ’em ridin’ bikes just like a harley, huh
whoop, there it go, i’m gon’ f+ck 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 p+ssy, leave him stretched
leave him stretched, n+gga
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 b+tch, she ain’t no keeper, yeah
my b+tch scammin’ cards and swipin’ visas, yeah
put a n+gga on that track, you know i beat it, yeah
i take all my drugs to go to sleep, n+gga, it’s a problem
i can’t trust my bro, that n+gga 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 p+ssy, leave him stretched
leave him stretched, n+gga
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
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