[Intro: Ybcdul]

Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful

And ion give a fuck who you is, nigga, I will disrespect you

Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful

Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe

[Verse 1: Ybcdul]

Ridin' dirty, I got all these grams on me

I got a fuckin wham on me

Glizzy with a switch, feel like I got a fan on me

Double vacuum seal it, we even put saran

And I just sold a hunnid pounds, ain't have to put my hands on it

Reefy couldn't get up but he tried, but Tommy made it to the spital

The doctor said he ain't even survive, that nigga died

And Benji get away like everytime

Niggas chased him two days ago, he crashed out on the 9

Like how you call yourself the reaper, you ain't snatched a soul

And you ain't gangster, you just let a nigga snatch ya pole

Wop in the spital right now, sneak dissin' his bros

That's his dumbass in the beginning of this fuckin song

He felt that button then he twitched, that's the repercussion

When I jump out on niggas blocks, that's the reaper comin'

I feel like Meech, I'm on my way to go meet my cousin

Caught one, ten minutes later Youngbull from the Back Block runnin'

Bully felt the fully, Deek shoulda ducked

HL seen the nigga walkin' up, he shoulda hit him up

Polly tried chill on Parkside, they dropped fifty plus

We woulda had 7side Honcho, he fast when he run

A hunnid bowls of Rizzy, I get 'em gone soon as they come

I say some disrespectful shit, and now she tryn' fuck

They got my niggas on the news jumpin' out them truck

Tooley, BookaMan in my L, mixed up with Sixty runtz

[Intro: Ybcdul & Doodibabby]

Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful

(Tooley, Booga Goon in my L, mixed up with Sixty runtz)

And ion give a fuck who you is, nigga, I will disrespect you

Nigga, it's Mr Disrespectful

Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe

Don't cr- don't crawl

[Verse 2: Doodibabby]

I tell lil bro to send that lo and then we goin to 'em

Them niggas claim it's fake smoke, I hope we run into' 'em

Them niggas love postin' guns, but they don't ever use 'em

And bro wan get up close and leave his brain he love to do this

This shit fun for a nigga, hop out, put that switchy drum on a nigga

I ain't lackin', is you dumb lil nigga

I got button on me, I'mma put a ton on a nigga

Me and bro, we goin' dumb on a nigga

Brodie suited up to hop out and dump on them niggas

I ain't shootin' just to shoot, I'mma cook 'em

How you slide wit a button and you miss, you a rookie

Me and bro, we in that V, tryn' see a seed, hop out and pfff

Put that button on 'em

Them niggas rap cap, why the fuck they lyin' to 'em?

And bro be slidin' back to back and I'm providin' for 'em

I'm in that V, tryn' get a vic, ion want 'em think I ain't slide wit 'em

Fuck it, we catch a hat

Niggas bitchin, they be runnin', why them niggas ain't gettin' back

Put that button on 'em

Yea, I love seein' that