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Lil Yachty

Genres: Hip-Hop

Gimmie My Respect Lyrics - Lil Yachty

Had to muhfuckin' turn the muhfuckin' 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 

 

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 flyin', uh (Ice) 

If she ain't fuckin', she spyin' (Fuckin') 

Niggas be hatin' on gang (Gang) 

Really just sound like they cryin' (Bitch) 

These niggas bit on the cap (Bitch) 

Carl Ripley's, I think they lyin' (Cap) 

These old niggas gettin' 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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Yeah nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on 

Niggas keep forgetting about who 

Niggas keep forgetting about who goddamn 

Started this muhfuckin' new wave shit, bruh 

Come on, man, give my respect, bitch 

 

Yeah, smokin' like hickory (Hick) 

Stay with the stick for the trickery (Stick) 

Pay my respect to keep taking the victories 

Freddy went missin', that shit 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 shit be the minigun 

Hunnid round clips, pop it right in the Tommy gun 

My niggas shoot, they don't do the octagon, yup 

Spider drop out like Decepticon (Bitch) 

Right at your crib while you're eatin' 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 (Shit) 

Nut fill up to her gums (Shit) 

All in her stomach like Tums (Shit) 

 

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said what I said 

And I'm a eight-figure, muhfuckin' twenty-one year old millionaire 

Ain't got no kids either 

Ain't no bitch gon' trick me out my dollar 

Ain't takin' care of none of these dry-hair bitches with kids, nigga 

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