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Kodak Black - Demand My Respect Lyrics



Kodak Black - Demand My Respect Lyrics
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See, I demand my respect, know what I mean?
Nigga, you ain't even got to like me
You ain't even got to respect me (respect the check, and salute me or shoot me, nigga)
As long as you don't disrespect me, you heard me?
Nah, f*ck that, them pussy nigga gon' respect this shit, for sure

I'm demandin' my respect, I don't really care for love
I done sent the bitch a jet, all I wanted was a hug
I'm slammin' in a 'Vette (I'm slammin' in a 'Vette, slammin')
I don't really care for sex, I ain't get nothin' in a month
VVS, prong set (VVS)
You ain't with me, then you with the wrong set
This where I been at, my location on 'net, somewhere on 'net, dog
F*ck my old homies, I regret I even met y'all
I don't play no games, I left the Switch at my ex house
PS5 at mama house, my house got the Xbox just for decoration
Deer head in my living room
Diamonds in my mouth, so, you can't tell I got a missin' tooth
This ain't nothin' new, I been spinnin', ain't got shit to prove
I'm standin' on business, ain't no livin' by the principles
Dyin' 'bout my morals, and my aura, I got shit to lose (uh-huh)
Just caught a drop off the block, nigga, this a chicken coop
I'm poppin' like coke, beat the dope with a fork (with a fork)
Baby from New York, she got a body like Coke
I'ma cuff her like she wrote
She got a want as soon as Tina got a lo'
Yeah, I don't play no police games, but, now, she under my arrest
My dick stay in her chest, keep her happy, never stressed
I'm in Cali with a vest, KTB, Kodak the best
And, I'm never comin' off they neck, shooters comin' off the bend
My snipers can't wait to get out, MD can't wait to get off house arrest
My nigga sensitive 'bout Yak
Niggas commentin' under my picture, they be ready to handle that
Ayy, yo, G-Mac, grab the MAC, spray
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I demand my respect, I'ma wipe 'em 'fore you whack 'em
Nigga, what's up? Let's make a bet (uh-huh)
My homie played a foul, I'm tryna hit him with a TEC
All my vultures on the prowl, yeah, we gon' land and we gon' peck
We done linked up with more killers, got gorillas in the set
F*ck it, y'all just run the field, and we gon' chill in the nest (mhm)
It's a win, win, y'all dyin' there, we lookin' out for the threats
Droppin' shit off when y'all get off, then, we cleanin' up the rest

Ooh, that nigga gon' say, but that f*ck nigga snappin'
And the way he put that shit in perspective, for real, for real
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, all the vultures and shit gon' really like, like, like, like
Really like, gon' smell that (I'ma eat, you gon' eat too?)
For sure, make these pussy niggas respect this shit, ya heard me? Uh-huh
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See, I demand my respect, know what I mean?
Nigga, you ain't even got to like me
You ain't even got to respect me (respect the check, and salute me or shoot me, nigga)
As long as you don't disrespect me, you heard me?
Nah, f*ck that, them pussy nigga gon' respect this shit, for sure

I'm demandin' my respect, I don't really care for love
I done sent the bitch a jet, all I wanted was a hug
I'm slammin' in a 'Vette (I'm slammin' in a 'Vette, slammin')
I don't really care for sex, I ain't get nothin' in a month
VVS, prong set (VVS)
You ain't with me, then you with the wrong set
This where I been at, my location on 'net, somewhere on 'net, dog
F*ck my old homies, I regret I even met y'all
I don't play no games, I left the Switch at my ex house
PS5 at mama house, my house got the Xbox just for decoration
Deer head in my living room
Diamonds in my mouth, so, you can't tell I got a missin' tooth
This ain't nothin' new, I been spinnin', ain't got shit to prove
I'm standin' on business, ain't no livin' by the principles
Dyin' 'bout my morals, and my aura, I got shit to lose (uh-huh)
Just caught a drop off the block, nigga, this a chicken coop
I'm poppin' like coke, beat the dope with a fork (with a fork)
Baby from New York, she got a body like Coke
I'ma cuff her like she wrote
She got a want as soon as Tina got a lo'
Yeah, I don't play no police games, but, now, she under my arrest
My dick stay in her chest, keep her happy, never stressed
I'm in Cali with a vest, KTB, Kodak the best
And, I'm never comin' off they neck, shooters comin' off the bend
My snipers can't wait to get out, MD can't wait to get off house arrest
My nigga sensitive 'bout Yak
Niggas commentin' under my picture, they be ready to handle that
Ayy, yo, G-Mac, grab the MAC, spray
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I demand my respect, I'ma wipe 'em 'fore you whack 'em
Nigga, what's up? Let's make a bet (uh-huh)
My homie played a foul, I'm tryna hit him with a TEC
All my vultures on the prowl, yeah, we gon' land and we gon' peck
We done linked up with more killers, got gorillas in the set
F*ck it, y'all just run the field, and we gon' chill in the nest (mhm)
It's a win, win, y'all dyin' there, we lookin' out for the threats
Droppin' shit off when y'all get off, then, we cleanin' up the rest

Ooh, that nigga gon' say, but that f*ck nigga snappin'
And the way he put that shit in perspective, for real, for real
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, all the vultures and shit gon' really like, like, like, like
Really like, gon' smell that (I'ma eat, you gon' eat too?)
For sure, make these pussy niggas respect this shit, ya heard me? Uh-huh
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Writer: Bill Kapri, Almando Cresso, Carlton McDowell, Edgard Ferrera
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CARLTON WORLDWIDE MUSIC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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