Disrespectful Yungins lyrics

[Intro: Yung Threat]
Yung Threat the war vet' n*gga
Long live the men free the men
In the name of Q I step
You b*tch-n*ggas know how I'm coming
I'm a disrespectful younging
Hey Tall Wall (This a Anti beat)
Free the Wops, free Savage free Giz n*gga
Free [?] (This is Petro Gang)

[Verse: Yung Threat & Baby Jamo]
I'm seventeen and too deep in the street (On Ahk)
Got my face card n*gga from blowing my heat (They know that)
Put that money on his head get him gone in a week
I'll spin in your hood man that sh*t too sweet
It's a trick or treat, I'm f*cking with Tall he be blowing his heat (Hey Tall)
On Ahk, you know he'll real deal creep (Creep)
I been bumping Ks who the f*ck is KP?
I get too mad I'ma go up the street
I don't ever get tirеd I've been spinning all week
It's a car we gon' go up the 8 or thе G we gon' go up the G we gon' hop out the Jeep
I've been spinning for weeks and I still ain't seen [?]
Catch a oldhead n*gga I'ma blow off his knee
My tre Five-seveN got dirty as sh*t had to empty a clip on a b*tch-n*gga rip
Stop playing you know I be spinning your rip
Got to change up my walk 'cause a b*tch-n*gga tip
I crack his lil' brother he calling it quits
He calling my phone man that n*gga a b*tch (Ha)
I done did a lot of sh*t man I just can't tip
The Feds on my line I go live and they blitz
I'm going broke might go jacking at Bliss
I just signed me a distro thinking 'bout taking a trip
Double O on my right I got Earz on my left
Long live Swipey I'ma catch him at Jeff
I'm a young sh*t starter I ain't got no respect
I catch a [?], take the chain off his neck
In the hood I'm a young war vet' in the streets I'm a threat
I catch a Picasso I'm tapping that blatt
Hey Tall, On Ahk we the ones in the city that [?]
Hey Tall, hey Wall
Yeah we coming with sh*t that's fully
Mook he was geeking he forgot 'bout his hoodie
f*ck that lil' hoodie I'm tryna get a buddy
He shooting that Drac' this b*tch sound fully
n*gga can't speak on Tall
Broke n*gga can't speak on pack 'cause n*gga they a rookie
n*gga we'll make their old-ass mad and go down to [?] smoking on [?]
n*gga we smoking on [?], get out of line we letting 'em have it
n*gga we testing their gangster them n*ggas ain't nothing they [?]
n*gga you up in Tyson's I'm busting my gun and I'm screaming "Free Savage"
n*gga you send a lil' diss and they crossing your men [?]
Yeah I be blowing that K not that P
Ain't f*cking with rappers ain't doing no features
I'm from over South uptown they're sweet
You know what's sweet the motherf*cking [?]
I keep it the street but I ain't tryna tip 'em
I don't f*ck with no dudes, you know I ain't bipping
I catch me a rapper his dreads missing
I'm f*cking with [?] he standing on business
[Outro: Baby Jamo]
I'm f*cking with [?] (Hey Tall Wall)
I'm f*cking with [?] he standing on law (Damn, aye Tall, aye Wall, lets go)
He shooting his dog
Go (Hey Threat)
Man I ain't going against him at all (At all man, aye Tall Wall)
At all man, let's go, let's go (Hey Threat)
Man