Kodak Black – Demand My Respect Lyrics
See, I demand my respect, know what I mean?
Nigga, you ain’t even got to like me
Nigga, you ain’t even got to respect me (Respect the check, and salute me, or shoot me, nigga)
As long as you don’t disrespect me
Nah, fuck that, them pussy nigga gon’ respect this shit, for sure
I’m demandin’ my respect, I don’t really care for love
I done sent the bitch a jet, all I wanted was a hug
I’m slammin’ in a ‘Vette (I’m slammin’ in a ‘Vette, slammin’)
I don’t really care for sex, I ain’t get nothin’ in a month
VVS, prong set (VVS)
You ain’t with me, then you with the wrong set
This where I been at, my location on ‘net
Fuck my old homies, I regret I even met y’all
I don’t play no games, I left the switch at my ex house
PS5 at mama house, my house got the Xbox just for decoration
[?] in my living room
Diamonds in my mouth, so, you can’t tell I got a missin’ tooth
This ain’t nothin’ new, I been spinnin’, ain’t got shit to prove
I’m standin’ on business, ain’t no livin’ by the principle
Dyin’ ’bout my morals, and my aura, I got shit to lose
Just caught a drop off the block, nigga, this a chicken coop
I’m poppin’ like Kobe, the door with a fork (With a fork)
Baby from New York, she got a body like Coke
I’m cuffin’ like she wrote
She got a want as soon as Tina got a lo’
Yeah, I don’t play no police games, but, now, she under my arrest
My dick stay in her chest
Keep her happy never stress
I’m in Cali’ with a vest
KTB, Kodak the best
And, I’m never comin’ off they neck
Shooters comin’ off the bend
My snipers can’t wait to get out
Young D can’t wait to get off house arrest
My nigga sensitive ’bout Yak
Niggas commentin’ under my picture, they be ready to handle that
Ayy, yo, G-Mac, grab the MAC, spray (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I demand my respect, I’ma wipe ’em ‘fore you whack ’em
Nigga, what’s up? Let’s make a bet (Uh-huh)
My homie played a foul, I’m tryna hit him with a TEC
All my vultures goin’ private, we gon’ [?]
We done linked up with more killers, got gorillas in the set
Fcuk it, y’all just run in the field, and we gon’ chill in the nest (Mhm)
It’s a win, win, y’all dyin’ there, we lookin’ out for the threats
Droppin’ shit off when y’all get off, then, we cleanin’ up the rest
[?] that fuck nigga snappin’
Ayy, lil’ boy, you put that shit in perspective, for real, for real
Know what I’m sayin’?
Yeah, all the vultures and shit like, like, like, like, really like, gon’ smell that (I’ma eat)
For sure, make you pussy niggas respect this shit, ya heard me?
