Disrespectful Theme Song

I pull up with French (Fries) He's allergic to the sticks (Oh damn, he died) I'm trying to stay safe (Alive) Had my cake and eat it too (I just want a slice) I hop in the air (Plane) Niggas is trying to get there (Oh damn, he's lame) New whip every year (Let's race) 220 in a pair (Of some Balmains) I know you see the coupe (Nissan) Now you see me, now you don't (Oh damn he's gone) I pull up and shoot (Record) Cooking chicken noodle soup (Ya bitch is a whore) Ya mama is too (Bitch) I ain't really mean that shit (Oh yes I did) Don't pull out ya blick (Please) Cause my Loiter Squad going to turn you to swiss (Cheese) I think I'm a grease (Dame) She got naked in the middle of call of duty I'm just trying to get these streaks (She lucky she fine) Tag on the kill feed, I just got got by the other team (But the pussy divine) Flip and bending her back like some pack that got fronted with no time (But that nigga still died) I died on a 10 though That doesn't matter lil' nigga you shoulda known better when stepping in warzones All these niggas they tripping They killing They live with they mama They bringing the war home But my young niggas sinning They winning They running their riches and keeping the war cold Cause we keeping it hot on the block where this shit get sick Better cover your torso Cause I don't know who the fuck you niggas really think I am But I'm nothing to play with I won't go kill a nigga but I'm not opposed to collecting my payments Cause I'm trying to run my money up I can not afford to be down in the pavement I'm a roll up the block Pick up some green rocks And get back to the painting Whip a corner to Mars Sit down and laugh at niggas like we watching a sitcom Cause his necklace large But he ain't got no bitches cause that boy don't got no car And my shit push to start No you cant get a ride cause I know you won't go far Yea he stepping too soft Trying to do the moonwalk But they know he can't pull it off I be feeling like Tory (Free Tory) I ain't been broke in a minute (Damn) They call me Gordon Ramsay when I'm flipping the chicken My dishes from Hell's Kitchen My plate always get finished (Yuh yuh) Losing my weight, bitch I'm winning They say the devil in the money SmegolTheGod taking part of the sinning I'm up (I'm up) And I don't give a fuck (Give a fuck) Still a villain I make bad decisions (Decisions) Disappear off the map like a nigga went missing I'm part of the loner division The drugs (The drugs) On the go, on the run (On the run) Cause I ran outta luck Now I'm running it up By the dime or the dub I'm a declassified thug I can't put a Nigga in the paint if he ain't walking round with a toolbrush Everybody gotta get it when they get it Got to keep it to believe it Or rely on a school bus If you want it enough You gone make a reality where you don't gotta make shit up And the time to get ready is yesterday Cause today I'm already getting fucked up I'm gone