[Intro: Ybcdul]
It's Mr. Disrespectful
It's Mr. Disrespectful
(Mvmbo)
It's Mr. Disrespectful, know I don't give a fuck who you is, n***a, I'll 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
Saany in the jails, and y'all shitty now
Yeah, I just put the bang on Bucks and made n***a switch the [?]
Ten n***as posted up, I hop out, switch the crowd
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 Oxy, I got no control
[?] just might take shit down, and Yopp his ass, keep snatchin' souls
How the fuck I still get on the plane and I have fifty bowls?
Almost crashed the Scat, clipped the wheel, took out [?]
I pulled out ten pounds right now, might break 'em down and sell them hoes
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
We be doin' walk-ups, we catch a C, ain't tryna talk to 'em
Tooley have us too, that's the reason him and Booka parked up
(Tooley have us too, that's the reason him and Booka parked up)
Opps tryna slide, we flip the whip and bullets hit the sparkplug
(Stop the [?])
[Verse 2: Skrilla]
Free the 40-40-ourty, bro just hawk shit down
Brodie put a switch on back the glick, it changed the milly sound
Hopped up out Amiri, put on Rick, now I feel different now
Jumped up out the V, bro bent the pound and did it with a pound
40 wan' mail me the thirty K he spent on my Rollie
I supply the team with all stoleys and a couple ovies
They gon' bend the block from different ways, like they was Shaq and Kobe
Brodie put munyun on n***a head, you should've fuckin' told me
I would got that shit done yesterday, like that shit was the old me
Doodie Baby, that's my baby boy, y'all n***a named that boy Jody

[Verse 3: Ybcdul]
And I got my button in McDonald's, can't go out like Bud
Middle of the war, I'm still servin' n***as 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
Bammed straight on them n***as, tried 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' hood, 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
Saany me in the jails, and y'all shitty now
Yeah, I just put the bang on bucks and made n***a switch the [?]
Ten n***as posted up, I hop out, switch the crowd
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