[Intro: Ybcdul]
It's Mr. Disrespectful
It's Mr. Disrespectful (Mvmbo)
It's Mr. Disrespectful, I don't give a fuck who you is, n***a, I will disrespect you
It's Mr. Disrespectful, Buddy and the Frow and the Rizzy and the Snipe

[Chorus: Ybcdul]
We catch n***as while they clockin' out
N***a worked at McDonald's? Pussy should've took a different route (Should've worked at Wendy's)
Saany in the jails, y'all shitty now
Yeah, I just put the banger on Bucks and made that n***a switch to a different jail
Ten n***as posted up, I hop out, switch the crowd (Brr)
All them n***as runnin' with they hots, they ain't shoot back, like where y'all glizzies now?
I got Givenchy on my tee, I mixed it with Chanel
I bought the bitch so much Louis V, she got more than Pharrell

[Verse 1: Ybcdul]
LM keep on blickin' on the opps, he don't got no control
[?] just might take you down, and, Yopp, his ass keep snatchin' souls
How the fuck I still get on the plane and I had fifty 'bows?
Almost crashed the Scat, I clipped the wheel, turned off the traction control (Took off traction control)
I pulled out ten pounds right now, might break 'em down and sell 'em whole
A real street n***a, no, I'm not a faggot and I never told
Reek, 1k, and 30 locked for murder, I need my n***as home
N***as know the word, ain't save Sid and he died inside his home (He died inside his home)
We be doin' walk-ups, we catch a C, ain't tryna talk to 'em (Frr)
Tool ain't have his tool, that's the reason him and Booka parked up
Tool ain't have his tool, that's the reason him and Booka parked up (Tool, he ain't have his tool)
Opps tryna slide, we flip the whip, the bullets hit the sparkplug
(The bullets hit the sparkplug, stop the V)
[Verse 2: Skrilla]
Free lil' 40-40-ourty, bro just hawk shit down (40-outry, 40-ourty)
Brodie put a switch on back the glick, it changed the milli' sound (Get 'em)
Hopped up out Amiri, put on Rick, now I feel different now (I feel different now)
Jumped up out the V, bro bent the pound and did it with a pound (He did it with a pound)
41 millimeter, 30K spent on my Rollie
I supply the team with all stolies and a couple ovies (Skrrt)
They gon' bend the block from different ways like they was Shaq and Kobe (Crash out)
Brodie put monyun on n***a head, you should've fuckin' told me (Crash out boys)
I would've got that shit done yesterday like that shit was the old me (That's the old me)
Doodie Baby, that's my baby boy, I nicknamed that boy Jody (That's my baby)

[Verse 3: Ybcdul]
And I got my button in McDonald's (Brr), can't go out like Bud
Middle of the war, I'm still servin' n***as in any hood (I'll serve in any hood)
I got this brown-skin bitch with good lips, she look like Meagan Good
Took the S580 right on the chase, I'm out in Hollywood
Bounced right on him, the n***a tried crawlin' to get away, n***as left him right where he stood
Four n***as died back-to-back, they still ain't react, that shit ain't lookin' good

[Verse 4: Skrilla]
Bunny hop in different n***as' hoods, show 'em who really hood
I just put a Rick KKK mask on like I'm Robin Hood
Stand on business, stood
Bro hang out the window, out the V
Bent the strike, left tank on E
I put your right hand on a tee
[Chorus: Ybcdul]
We catch n***as while they clockin' out
N***a worked at McDonald's? Pussy should've took a different route (Should've worked at Wendy's)
Saany in the jails, y'all shitty now
Yeah, I just put the banger on Bucks and made that n***a switch to a different jail
Ten n***as posted up, I hop out, switch the crowd (Brr)
All them n***as runnin' with they hots, they ain't shoot back, like where y'all glizzies now?
I got Givenchy on my tee, I mixed it with Chanel
I bought the bitch so much Louis V, she got more than Pharrell