[Intro: Ybcdul]
N***a, it's Mr Disrespectful
And ion give a fuck who you is, n***a, I will disrespect you
N***a, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe

[Verse 1: Ybcdul]
Ridin' dirty, I got all these grams on me
I got a fuckin wham on me
Glizzy with a switch, feel like I got a fan on me
Double vacuum seal it, we even put saran
And I just sold a hunnid pounds, ain't have to put my hands on it
Reefy couldn't get up but he tried, but Tommy made it to the spital
The doctor said he ain't even survive, that n***a died
And Benji get away like everytime
N***as chased him two days ago, he crashed out on the 9
Like how you call yourself the reaper, you ain't snatched a soul
And you ain't gangster, you just let a n***a snatch ya pole
Wop in the spital right now, sneak dissin' his bros
That's his dumbass in the beginning of this fuckin song
He felt that button then he twitched, that's the repercussion
When I jump out on n***as blocks, that's the reaper comin'
I feel like Meech, I'm on my way to go meet my cousin
Caught one, ten minutes later Youngbull from the Back Block runnin'
Bully felt the fully, Deek shoulda ducked
HL seen the n***a walkin' up, he shoulda hit him up
Polly tried chill on Parkside, they dropped fifty plus
We woulda had 7side Honcho, he fast when he run
A hunnid bowls of Rizzy, I get 'em gone soon as they come
I say some disrespectful shit, and now she tryn' fuck
They got my n***as on the news jumpin' out them truck
Tooley, BookaMan in my L, mixed up with Sixty runtz
[Intro: Ybcdul & Doodibabby]
N***a, it's Mr Disrespectful
(Tooley, Booga Goon in my L, mixed up with Sixty runtz)
And ion give a fuck who you is, n***a, I will disrespect you
N***a, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe
Don't cr- don't crawl

[Verse 2: Doodibabby]
I tell lil bro to send that lo and then we goin to 'em
Them n***as claim it's fake smoke, I hope we run into' 'em
Them n***as love postin' guns, but they don't ever use 'em
And bro wan get up close and leave his brain he love to do this
This shit fun for a n***a, hop out, put that switchy drum on a n***a
I ain't lackin', is you dumb lil n***a
I got button on me, I'mma put a ton on a n***a
Me and bro, we goin' dumb on a n***a
Brodie suited up to hop out and dump on them n***as
I ain't shootin' just to shoot, I'mma cook 'em
How you slide wit a button and you miss, you a rookie
Me and bro, we in that V, tryn' see a seed, hop out and pfff
Put that button on 'em
Them n***as rap cap, why the fuck they lyin' to 'em?
And bro be slidin' back to back and I'm providin' for 'em
I'm in that V, tryn' get a vic, ion want 'em think I ain't slide wit 'em
Fuck it, we catch a hat
N***as bitchin, they be runnin', why them n***as ain't gettin' back
Put that button on 'em
Yea, I love seein' that