[Chorus: Dab]
They know they gotta expect us
They know they better respect this
They know they gotta expect us
They know they better respect this
Aye

[Verse 1: Dab]
I'm pushing all up on their rear view
I'm closer than I may appear
Catch me ridin' right beside you
Like: why is he already here?
Gotta get it cause I'm able
Take the money, leave the fables
This is bigger than some Pesos
Better be acting like they know
Gotta respect us
They know they better respect this
They know they better respect this
They know they gotta expect us
Gotta get it cause I'm able
Take the money, leave the fables
This is bigger than some Pesos
Better be acting like they know
Gotta respect us
[Verse 2: Canon]
Gang, gang, gang, gang
I'm the same shooter with the same clique
Call of Duty with the same clique
I'm thorough-bred like a full Pit
I stick around like a pool kit
But I ain’t foolish like the fools get
Never heard me hitting higher levels
Like a kettle hissing, I'm a new pitch
We don't follow what the vain do
They too busy tryin' to train you
Don't be deceived like the Angels
Falling off like the lame do - like a lame does
I dun' changed up; I ain't loyal to this game, bruh
I dun' been working so hard just so I could tell ’em not just staying the same, cuz
George and Weezy moving up, though
Bruh man, I'm up on the fifth floor
My mentality was dirt poor
I never thought that I could get more
Going hard like the Iron Man
Let's get it popping with frying pans
We get it popping in the kitchen separating water boys from the fireman
They don't know what to call us: I'm the shooter with the long neck
Bang, bang everything up in front of me
I hit it so right, it ain't nothin' left
Target is honoring God in this
I don't say it cuz it's obvious
Do this in front of an audience
Ripping everyone that come through like colleges
[Chorus: Dab]
They know they gotta expect us
They know they better respect this
Gotta get it cause I'm able
Take the money, leave the fables
This is bigger than some Pesos
Better be acting like they know
Gotta respect us

[Verse 3: Canon]
Yeah
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up
Yeah
I got hittas up in Chi Town
Hittas making moves in Memphis
You know we got em up in Nashville, Alabama, and Atlanta we in this
I got hittas up in Texas, Miami, Orlando and Tampa
I got a couple up in Cali, and San Diego, and LA; I'm the man bruh!
I'm just kidding with that last line
I'm just trying to have a good time
Nowadays people'll lie to you and buy you dinner at the same time
I got homies that'll ride for you, they'd die for you in the same line
Everybody wanna be a expert, a new beginner what I can't find
Rockin' rowdy with the humble
I'm breaking bread with the grateful
I'm living like it was my last, I don't want to famous, I want to be faithful
And though I gotta make a prophet
I never go against my conscience
I own my own bidness, to be honest
I don't want your fingers all in my pocket
They don't know what to call us: I'm the shooter with the long neck
Bang, bang everything up in front of me
I hit it so right, it ain't nothin' left
Target is honoring God in this
I don't say it cuz it's obvious
I do this in front of an audience
Ripping everyone that come through like colleges
[Chorus: Dab]
They know they gotta expect us
They know they better respect this
They know they gotta expect us
They know they better respect this
Aye

[Outro: Dab]
I'm pushing all up on their rear view
I'm closer than I may appear
Catch me riding right beside you
Like: why is he already here?
Gotta get it cause I'm able
Take the money, leave the fables
This is bigger than some Pesos
Better be acting like they know
Gotta respect us
They know they better respect this
They know they better respect this
They know they better respect this
They know they gotta expect us
They know they better respect this
They know they better respect this