give the respect Lyrics

Yeah, ayy

Why these niggas don't give respect?

Uh, uh

Yeah, yeah

Ayy

Why these niggas don't give respect?

They like who JC? He up next

You can't get right, then you get left

I'm in this booth, I don't get rest

And these niggas hatin', I'm upset

So when I see yo ass get checked

But I can't see em, cause the checks

She in my DM, cause I flex

I get that sack and run it back

Two Cason bags, I like to match

Y'all niggas be cappin' in your rap

These niggas try count me out, I trusted them

They stabbed me in the back

Damn, I got em where they at

It's gon' hurt, but that's a fact

These niggas still gon' turn they back

These niggas hatin', yeah

But we already know

I got a bad bitch in Cali, the other one in Soho

I got a bad bitch, she nasty, the other one do promo

She think she knows me, but she don't

These niggas hatin', but we know though

Why these niggas don't give respect

They like, who JC? He up next

You can't get right, then you get left

I'm in this booth, I don't get rest

And these niggas hatin', I'm upset

So when I see yo ass get checked

But I can't see em, cause the checks

She in my DM, cause I flex

I get that sack and run it back

Two Cason bags, I like to match

Y'all niggas be cappin' in your rap

These niggas try count me out, I trusted them

They stabbed me in the back

Damn, I got em where they at

It's gon' hurt, but that's a fact

These niggas still gon' turn they back

These niggas hatin', yeah

These niggas hatin', ain't show no love back

I'm just tryna make it, put us on the map

I took a few L's and I had to bounce back

These niggas so goddamn fake

These niggas, my sons need some for Father's Day

I'm countin' this money, this goddamn cake

Just give the respect, that's all I'll say

Why these niggas don't give respect?

They like, who JC? He up next

You can't get right, then you get left

I'm in his booth, I don't get rest

And these niggas hatin', I'm upset

So when I see yo ass get checked

But I can't see em cause the checks

She in my DM, cause I flex

I get that sack and run it back

Two cason bags, I like to match

Y'all niggas be cappin' in your rap

These niggas try count me out, I trusted them

They stabbed me in the back

Damn, I got em where they at

It's gon' hurt, but that's a fact

These niggas still gon' turn they back

These niggas hatin