youngbagchasers - psk lyrics
[intro]
(ooh, dul, you so special)
it’s mr. disrespectful, uh
it’s mr. disrespectful, uh, uh
it’s mr. disrespectful
they know that i always diss the dead
and that’s my f+ckin’ specialty
n+gga, it’s mr. disrespectful
i don’t give a f+ck who you is, n+gga
i will disrespect you
[verse]
first of all, n+gga, f+ck psk
just dropped the window on a n+gga and he got hit up broad day
he tried to crawl and get away but broski nailed him to the pave
they did that sh+t to t.o. so they gotta feel the same pain
now i think they feel it
n+ggas hit parkside three times, caught four victims
out the sunroof and two n+ggas blitzin’
can’t believe fa got court, that sh+t ridiculous
they tryna frame me for them bodies, like, f+ck thе system
them young boys tellin’ on thе bro
they tryna get my man a sentence
leaf d+ck ridin’ so i’ma give him what he askin’ for
keep d+ck ridin’ n+ggas blocks tryna get protection from ’em
i get the bowls for the low but i’m still taxin’ for ’em
he movin’ funny with that burner, bro take his ratchet from him
i can show you how to creep up and just tap it on him
i can show you how to creep up and just tap a head
and all them b+tches wanna f+ck me ’cause i’m disrespectful
two hundred pounds through the mail, i’m on a different level
droppin’ work off on n+ggas blocks, that’s my daily schedule
you hit his legs when he fall then you crack his melon
bro on the run for some bodies ’cause them young boys tellin’
i’m sellin’ whole pounds, n+gga, stop askin’ for seven
gmk was lackin’ at that getty, he was on park seven
and he was lackin’ at that getty, he was on park seven
they fill that n+gga up
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