[Intro: BandGang PaidWill]
Yeah these n***as better put some motherfuckin' respect on our name n***a. Big money BandGang. Know Dada Winnin
Rip Dada Winnin

[Verse 1: BandGang Paid Will]
Knew my time was comin' I just had to wait
Came up overnight from fuckin' with the weight
If a n***a owe me a penny let him meet the K
My brother sittin' in the cell, I pray he beat the case
N***as scared to get rich, I'ma lead the way
Pop a perc, fuck a freak bitch till the next day
N***as talkin' reckless but don't never mention gunplay
How you lookin' for me bitch? I'm chillin' at runway
What you smokin' on? Shit this cookie
I'ma keep goin' hard till them bitches book me
Cause I never lose my life to some fuckin' pussies
Respect the BandGang or we on fully
Rollin' with some monsters, I'm they sponsor n***a
Keep my shooters fed good, what's the problem n***a?
Nobody rollin' with me soft on my mama n***a
Want drama? They'll hear about how they found a n***a

[Chorus: BandGang PaidWill & BandGang Masoe]
These n***as, they throwin' shades
(Don't wanna give me my respect)
These bitches just wanna fuck
(Who they see up next)
These n***as ain't said a thing
(They gon' give me my respect)
These bitches all ran through
(I'm won't give 'em my respect)
These n***as, they throwin' shades
(Don't wanna give me my respect)
These bitches just wanna fuck
(Who they see up next)
These n***as ain't said a thing
(They gon' give me my respect)
These bitches all ran through
(I'm won't give 'em my respect)

[Verse 2: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Big sack take little sack, we can clock it
If your head got a price on it then we pop it
Empty whole magazines, n***a we ain't comics
When the real killers get on your ass, I can't stop it
Yeah you better put respect on the gang
Put respect on Dotts name or get a shell sent your way n***a
Hit your block, make it rain, these boys can't be tamed
They'll give your boy some fame for real
Playin' like you street, that's how suckers die
Hoppin' in that hot grease and get your onions fried
Somethin' like the mob n***a or a wise guy
Wave my hand to them killers and you bye-bye
[Chorus: BandGang PaidWill & BandGang Masoe]
These n***as, they throwin' shades
(Don't wanna give me my respect)
These bitches just wanna fuck
(Who they see up next)
These n***as ain't said a thing
(They gon' give me my respect)
These bitches all ran through
(I'm won't give 'em my respect)
These n***as, they throwin' shades
(Don't wanna give me my respect)
These bitches just wanna fuck
(Who they see up next)
These n***as ain't said a thing
(They gon' give me my respect)
These bitches all ran through
(I'm won't give 'em my respect)

[Verse 3: BandGang Biggs]
Came out the house with 20,000 on me
Finna buy my bitch a whole house and her mama somethin'
My ex-girl said I got it coming
She just really mad cause she left me and I got this money
Man I swear it's crazy, everybody say I'm actin' funny
Where was y'all at when a lil' n***a was fat and bummy?
I found a way to hold my own
And I was stingy, wouldn't throw my dog that bone
State your name and your issue when you call my phone
I kick game like jiu-jitsu and I take off that thong my baby
If you got a fat ass you can get next to me
I show you how to cook up with no recipe
I'm just thankful cause the Lord keep on blessin' me
Caught a plug for a dub, got it in a week
I don't compete, I can do this in my sleep
Standin' in my white-t, yellin' free my n***a Streets
[Chorus: BandGang PaidWill & BandGang Masoe]
These n***as, they throwin' shades
(Don't wanna give me my respect)
These bitches just wanna fuck
(Who they see up next)
These n***as ain't said a thing
(They gon' give me my respect)
These bitches all ran through
(I'm won't give 'em my respect)
These n***as, they throwin' shades
(Don't wanna give me my respect)
These bitches just wanna fuck
(Who they see up next)
These n***as ain't said a thing
(They gon' give me my respect)
These bitches all ran through
(I'm won't give 'em my respect)