Paroles de la chanson Gimmie My Respect par Lil Yachty
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Paroles de la chanson Gimmie My Respect par Lil Yachty
(Rollin' in my pimpin’, ain't no tellin' what I’m finna do)
Had to muhfuckin' turn the muhfuckin' 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 niggas stainin')
(Scrap, bitch don't trip)
30, you a fool for this one
You can turn the headphones up
(’Cause I’m equipped with that pistol grip)
Slime (Slime)
The whole gang slime (Slime)
Had to muhfuckin' turn the muhfuckin' 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 niggas stainin')
(Scrap, bitch don't trip)
30, you a fool for this one
You can turn the headphones up
(’Cause I’m equipped with that pistol grip)
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 fuckin', she spyin’ (Fuckin')
Niggas be hatin' on gang (Gang)
Really just sound like they cryin' (Bitch)
These niggas bit on the cap (Bitch)
Carl Ripley's, I think they lyin' (Cap)
These old niggas 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
(Rollin' in my pimpin', ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do)
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 fuckin', she spyin’ (Fuckin')
Niggas be hatin' on gang (Gang)
Really just sound like they cryin' (Bitch)
These niggas bit on the cap (Bitch)
Carl Ripley's, I think they lyin' (Cap)
These old niggas 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
(Rollin' in my pimpin', ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do)
Yeah nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on nigga
(Might beat the chest then the beat the soul
I'm takin' the rest to drop off, too)
Niggas keep forgetting about who-
(Keys in my lap, just in case these niggas stainin')
Niggas keep forgetting about who goddamn
Started this muhfuckin' new wave shit, bruh
(Scrap, bitch don't trip
'Cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip)
Come on, man, give my respect, bitch
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 shit was a mystery
Caught me a vibe, yeah a negative energy
Don't be upset that I called you a mini-me
(Might beat the chest then the beat the soul
I'm takin' the rest to drop off, too)
Niggas keep forgetting about who-
(Keys in my lap, just in case these niggas stainin')
Niggas keep forgetting about who goddamn
Started this muhfuckin' new wave shit, bruh
(Scrap, bitch don't trip
'Cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip)
Come on, man, give my respect, bitch
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 shit 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 shit be the minigun
Hunnid round clips, pop it right in the Tommy gun
My niggas shoot, they don't do the octagon, yup
Spider drop out like Decepticon (Bitch)
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 (Shit)
Nut fill up to her gums (Shit)
All in her stomach like TUMS (Shit)
(Rollin' in my pimpin', ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said what I said nigga
(Might beat the chest then the beat the soul
I'm takin' the rest to drop off, too)
And I'm a eight-figure, muhfuckin' twenty-one year old millionaire
Hunnid round clips, pop it right in the Tommy gun
My niggas shoot, they don't do the octagon, yup
Spider drop out like Decepticon (Bitch)
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 (Shit)
Nut fill up to her gums (Shit)
All in her stomach like TUMS (Shit)
(Rollin' in my pimpin', ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said what I said nigga
(Might beat the chest then the beat the soul
I'm takin' the rest to drop off, too)
And I'm a eight-figure, muhfuckin' twenty-one year old millionaire
Ain't got no kids either
(Keys in my lap, just in case these niggas stainin')
Ain't no bitch gon' trick me out my dollar
(Scrap, bitch don't trip 'cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip)
Ain't takin' care of none of these dry-hair bitches with kids, nigga
(Keys in my lap, just in case these niggas stainin')
Ain't no bitch gon' trick me out my dollar
(Scrap, bitch don't trip 'cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip)
Ain't takin' care of none of these dry-hair bitches with kids, nigga
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