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Offset Jim

"No Disrespect"

[Intro]
Rap n*ggas tryna rap beef
Knowin' damn well they don't clap heat
Broke ass n*ggas
DTB on the beat, that's bro
It's Jim, n*gga

[Verse 1]
Got a spot up in the country, two hours from Raleigh
Ten P's, all profit, got a n*gga smilin'
n*gga take my sh*t, I highly doubt it
It's on me and it's in me, I'm out of pocket
Rap, rap n*ggas tryna rap beef
Knowin' damn well you never pack heat
I'm into turnin' talkers into athletes
On 19th, I'm with Yosh, we in the backstreet
Baby say she love me, b*tch, have my checks
It ain't about the money, it's 'bout the respect
Ask about me, b*tch, I'm a vet, not a pet
Chase a n*gga down, bullets knock off his sweats, hey
pus*y n*ggas know what's happenin' with me
I'm known for breakin' feelings, taking' salaries
I done lost plenty weight, not talkin' calories
I done seen it, I done done it, talkin' casualties

[Chorus]
Come here, lil' b*tch, let me see somethin'
Graduated from the field, got degrees thuggin'
I know they want me gone so I keep somethin'
Steady stackin' money so it keep comin', ayy
We don't tolerate no disrespect
n*gga disrespect, you know we up them TEC's
If a n*gga want Lil Jimmy, better up them checks
If a n*gga want my time, he better up them checks, ayy

[Verse 2]
Ayy, n*gga, where that bag at?
n*gga, I had to take it from him, want his bag back
n*gga, you can't have that
Can't get your b*tch or your bag back, lame
Offset Jim, b*tch, you don't know James
Ridin' with two Glocks like I'm Max Payne
Rollin' up them Runtz while I switch lanes
Rest in peace Eshon, Jizzle, and my n*gga Dame
All these blues on me, you can't hold none
All they do is talk, they don't show nothin'
Ridin' with my youngins, they gon' shoot somethin'
I told her keep the twenties, I like blue hundreds
Baby said she love me, told her prove somethin'
Blood up on my cleats, I had to blues cousin
On the road doin' shows, ain't gon' change sh*t
Still be in my hood, I'm on that same sh*t

[Chorus]
Come here, lil' b*tch, let me see somethin'
Graduated from the field, got degrees thuggin'
I know they want me gone so I keep somethin'
Steady stackin' money so it keep comin', ayy
We don't tolerate no disrespect
n*gga disrespect, you know we up them TEC's
If a n*gga want Lil Jimmy, better up them checks
If a n*gga want my time, he better up them checks, ayy

[Outro]
And that's facts, n*gga
Hahaha, hey
DTB
These n*ggas love when I talk sh*t
These b*tches love how I talk sh*t, n*gga
It's Jim, n*gga

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