Out Da Pound lyrics

[Intro]
It's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful
They know that I really diss the dead, cause that's my f*ckin' special
n*gga, it's Mr Disrespectful
And ion give a f*ck who you is, n*gga, I will disrespect you
n*gga, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe

[Verse]
I can sell a pound so fast
I'm smokin' Buddy out the pound, Qrizzy ass
All these lumps in my jeans, like f*ck I got on nine pants?
I just made ten bands, not [?], that sh*t came off the glass
And I still serve the whole city like I ain't the biggest opp
I pull up and drop work off on n*ggas blocks
My b*tch bad, I just got her somе Isabel Marants
Back to back, twice slid for like six wholе time, it's 3 o clock
They thought I fell off, but whole time I still got dog sh*t
And GMK was at that getty so he just got hit with the switch
And I be tellin' ski chill but all he tryn do is bend
You ain't never lose it all, and had to start over
A hunnid numbers in my phone, I swear my trap goin'
A hunnid pounds just landed and you know who sold em
We ridin' dirty in a hawk, bro said this track stolen
I just mixed the Heron Preston with the Rick Owen
[Outro]
Ridin' round in Preston with the Rick Owens
I'm Mr Disrespectful
I really diss the dead cause that's my f*ckin' special
-Who you is n*gga I'll disrespect you