[Chorus: Drag-On & Styles P]
You don't respect✦ my flow you gon respect✦ my gangsta✦
Or get stabbed✦ with this motherfuckin✦ banger✦
Tell 'em P
You don't like my shit you could bite my dick
I got a case I'ma✦ fight my shit
This for the streets
[Verse 2: Drag-On]
Nigga✦ don't think cause you hot today✦ you can't be in the fridge tomorrow
If you a family✦ man I'll send you back your kids in a jar
You bought your soldiers, nigga✦ I was raised✦ with mine
I got three kids, four, five, but I raise my nine
I'll have yall niggas✦ missin✦ your moms
Then let you find her wearin✦ long sleeves but missin✦ her arms
And ain't nothin✦ for me to twist ya wig
All I gotta✦ do is puff some weed then listen✦ to B.I.G
Then come back and level the city✦
I got my money✦ up, my band is thirty,✦ my bezzle is fifty✦
My vest weigh fifteen, bannana hold sixty✦
So I can run slow and hit you up swiftly
Extort rappers, they break me down half of their check
I keep a banger✦ that'll break down half of your neck
I done been through hell and back, jail and bail me back
Drag and S.P.'ll blow off half of your chest
[Chorus: Drag-On & Styles P]
You don't respect✦ my flow you gon respect✦ my gangsta✦
Or get stabbed✦ with this motherfuckin✦ banger✦
Tell 'em P
You don't like my shit you could bite my dick
I got a case I'ma✦ fight my shit
This for the streets
[Verse 3: Styles P]
It's like a kodak✦ moment✦ come capture✦ this
How I motherfuckin✦ fracture✦ shit, yall niggas✦ talkin✦ blasphemous✦
Motherfuckers we make classic shit, matter✦ fact I'll mash ya shit
Yall niggas✦ like potatoes to me
And I might be high but you look good with a halo to me
And I ain't got a problem✦ wit a problem✦
Fuck 'em cause I know he gon die with a nine at his noggin✦
[Verse 4: Drag-On]
Yeah, Drag back with the Ghost
You know what that means, more vests and a lot more toast
I'm a lot older✦ plus a lot more violent
Tip of my guns covered, it's a lot more silent✦
My niggas✦ pop off off impulse
Murder✦ ya kinfolks and we ain't even✦ fuckin✦ start wildin✦
So be cautious✦ nigga✦ or be in the coffin✦ nigga✦
Cause we'll bring it to the hardest or the softest nigga✦
[Chorus: Drag-On & Styles P]
You don't respect✦ my flow you gon respect✦ my gangsta✦
Or get stabbed✦ with this motherfuckin✦ banger✦
Tell 'em P
You don't like my shit you could bite my dick
I got a case I'ma✦ fight my shit
This for the streets