Price of Di$respect ft. Lil Tankie Lyrics

Look me in the eye when you see me Nigga

We outchea you know that

Shoulda took the deal, now look where we are

Nicca shit done changed we ain't where we were

I'm in a Golden State Nicca trained Warrior

Sipping at the bar it's like eighty dimes

If I shoot my shot I hit like every time

I'm a shoot the three Nicca eighty times

My niggas hold me down while I make maneuvers

Make a call to the shooters leave you in manure

Its a tragedy the way they make you do em

Bullets just chew em

We other shoe 'em

They puff they chest up I run through em

We blow they chest out

Breath eschew em

They running they mouth

We run the block we shoot a lot

If we take a loss we might take your life

Tmk a floss I'm a fuck your wife

Maybe tonight she looking right

Inner City Left we done caught a flight

But we still everywhere we wanna be

Take the Uber Black to the BnB

Contact my agent bitch don't bother me

You can't handle my interest never mind the fee

Heard you had a problem I ain't get to see

Strolled up in the spot rolling up some weed

You ain't even speak you got up to leave

I'm just saying we outchea yes indeed

Where I'm from we'll pull ya card

Where I'm from you gone need some heart

Where I'm from them Niccas hard

You talk shit get pulled apart (I see you)

Repping Inner City Left

Real life different than the internet

You just here to cash a check

Imma get a capper slept

They gone shoot till it's nothing left

This the price of disrespect

This the price

This the price of disrespect

Look alive look alive

The scale batteries fried

In the kitchen with the pies

Serve to you curbside

Scientist Bill Nye

Shroom trip third eye

No more trips to Dubai

In my hood I'm outside

Street shit mob ties

Pick a day in July

Still snow in the sky

Yea Al Hamdullah

Little something in a canister

I just slip it through the bannister

With the junkies and the scavengers

I sold Percs to my janitor

Do a feature with a rapper

And sell coke to his handler

I do shrooms with my manager

I'm on the road I'm a traveler

I do a show down Canada

In all gold like a Lannister

If you tryna be a challenger

Put a date the calendar

I'm addict not a dabbler

Light the dab take a drag

Then I go and give it back to her

In the cauldron like Agatha

Leopard print she tatted up

She ain't come to chat it up

In her box like batter up

And I didn't even have to flatter her

We got bullets all caliber

Different diameters

Don't let us have to saddle up

'Cause if we saddle up

They gone shoot till it's nothing left

This the price of disrespect

This the price

This the price of disrespect

Of disrespect