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Lil Yachty – Gimmie My Respect Lyrics

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Lil Yachty – Gimmie My Respect Lyrics

Gimmie My Respect Lyrics by .

[Intro]
Had to muhf-cking turn the muhf-cking light off
That’s what I had to do
Uh-huh “Uh-huh, uh-huh”
30, you a fool for this one
You can turn the headphones up

[Verse 1]
Slime “Slime”
The whole gang slime “Slime”
Pull up a sauna, I’m fine “Fine”
Reach in the bag, grab the iron “Bop, bop, bop, bop”
Still rock the ice when I’m flying, uh “Ice”
If she ain’t fucking, she spying “Fucking”
Niggas be hating on gang “Gang”
Really just sound like they crying “Bitch”
These niggas bit on the cap “Bitch”
Carl Ripley’s, I think they lying “Cap”
These old n—-s getting washed “Huh”
They can buy every new watch “Mhm”
It still wouldn’t buy ’em more time “Gang”
I pick the drip, you get slimed, huh “Drip”
Don’t make the gang do a crime, huh “Drip”
Get em’ on cam like a Vine, huh “Drip”
Yeah

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[Interlude]
Yeah n—a, you know what the f–k going on
N—-s keep forgetting about who
N—-s keep forgetting about who g—–n
Started this muhf-cking new wave s–t, bruh
Come on, man, give my respect, b—h

[Verse 2]
Yeah, smoking like hickory “Hick”
Stay with the stick for the trickery “Stick”
Pay my respect to keep taking the victories
Freddy went missing, that s–t was a mystery
Caught me a vibe, yeah a negative energy
Don’t be upset that I called you a mini-me
Keep me a Uzi, that s–t be the minigun
Hunnid round clips, pop it right in the Tommy gun
My n—-s shoot, they don’t do the octagon, yup
Spider drop out like Decepticon “B—h”
Right at your crib while you’re eating dinner “Bah”
Dressed in a mask like it’s Comic Con “Ho”
Twelve came in the hotel room “Hoo”
I like to sleep with the palms “S–t”
Nut fill up to gums “S–t”
All in her stomach like Tums “S–t”

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[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said what I said
And I’m a eight-figure, muhf-cking twenty-one year old millionaire
Ain’t got no kids either
Ain’t no b—h gon’ trick me out my dollar
Ain’t taking care of none of these dry-hair b—–s with kids, n—a

SONG INFO

Produced By: 30 Roc

Released: October 19, 2018

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