All Disrespect (feat. DOB & SSJ Slime)

Fucking all these hoes cause they love the way I'm stacking Popped a couple bottles then she put it into action Spent a couple bands to get all this high Fashion Fucking with my side hoe my bitch ain't catch me lacking (aye) Threw a couple blues to get all these bitches acting Crazy for Slime, swear this shit be distracting Never met a real one cause all you jits be capping Call up 130 like let's get this shit active Cut the dash on the 30s like we doing subtraction Hopped in the Booth and I smoke it like session Addicted to these greens it's my only obsession Never loved a hoe Imma say it like confession From 253 to 206 bitch I'm ridin' with my pits Charge 86 for brick then put the profit on my wrist What you spendin' on your rent bitch I'm paying for a dish Drop the spot have my lil niggas pop you like a cyst I ain't never giving up bitch I'm dedicated Russian cream filled with runtz got me medicated Got twin Glocks but I always keep 'em separated It's a cold world so I keep my youngins educated Pull up on a nigga block then I decorate it Gotta clean cup of wok to keep me meditated Man these niggas even softer than I speculated Stack a hunnid bands bitch it's like my money generated (aye) All these rappers turning to me like a screwdriver I'm hung up with this shit like I went noose diving I make a spark in the stu and I start a booth fire I take a step in the lab and make the room brighter Who's tryna run it your duce duce ain't nothin' Wonderin' who's pumpin' you throw a few and then dump it On yo fools jewels money been blew through you got nothin' Diamonds on my chest I still got a few left for cuttin' I just zoom through this shit while you chew through it and boo hoo Like who knew I'd do it you haters still say it's voo doo It's Bluetooth bitch just connect the dots like it's blues clues Now take a step back and lemme show you just what the crew do Bro caught a body leave him dead like a zombie Folding him up, like he do origami Bitch think she slick pussy smell like salami Sipping on the purp, like a motherfuckin' hi-c Don't smoke kush unless that shits icy Dollar sign bags the only thing I see Lost a couple brothers but the real ones with me Never switched sides but these bitches be grimey If I catch him lacking, call it prefect timing Dippen on the beef, cuz he don't like what I'm frying Hit it on beat yeah I got that pussy crying Swear it's on me aye 130 be supplying Gotta rose gold Paddock while I'm ridin' in the Maybach Make straight stacks sell a brick then I lay back It's straight facts all you pussy niggas ain't that Had to watch me grind to the top I know y'all hate that Ion 21 but they still let me in the bar All you niggas actin' like some bitches call you Jeff Star I'm cold hearted, pop a nigga now I'm chrome hearted Bitch we move them packs through the air from LA to Charlotte Give yo ass that crossover Terry Rozier If you ain't talkin' bout no profits Ion tryna hear Got bad bitches eatin' steaks of my China plates Puttin M's in the bank like I'm Tom Hanks (pussy) Aye, look, with all disrespect I don't fuck with you fakers been runnin' through my head I got a lot on my mind and don't got room for guests So best to pack yo shit 'for you see something you might regret Your blue bills will fly away if you ain't killing quick Tryna step to me lemme show you just what the difference is I always keep it ready and loaded I call it Mickey Slim Cause when you taking shots you get tipsy when you get hit wit it I'm shoulder shruggin' you keep it buggin' I keep on wonderin' Why the fuck you isn't running you see us coming you should be ducking I got a bad habit to fuck up everything in my sight As fate would just so have it you boutta take a trip through my mind