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Kodak Black - Demand My Respect [Official Audio]
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出演艺人
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
演唱
作曲和作词
Almando Cresso
Almando Cresso
词曲作者
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
词曲作者
Carlton McDowell
Carlton McDowell
词曲作者
Edgar Ferrera
Edgar Ferrera
词曲作者
制作和工程
Carlton McDowell
Carlton McDowell
制作人
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
母带工程师
SkipOnDaBeat
SkipOnDaBeat
制作人
Almando Cresso
Almando Cresso
制作人
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
混音工程师

歌詞

See, I demand my respect, know what I mean? Nigga, you ain't gotta like me, you ain't even gotta respect me Long as you don't disrespect me, you heard me, nigga? (Respect it or check it, salute me or shoot me, nigga) Nah, fuck that, them pussy niggas gon' respect this shit, for sure I demand 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 carе for sex, I ain't get none in a month VVS, prong sеt (VVS) You ain't with me, then you with the wrong set This where I been at, my location on net I'm on they neck, dog 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, deer head 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 principles I'm dyin' 'bout my morals and my aura, I got shit to lose Just caught the drop off a block, nigga, this a chicken coop I'm poppin' like Coke, beat the dope 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 warrant as soon I seen I got the yo 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 snipe can't wait to get out, Young D can't wait to get off house arrest My niggas sensitive 'bout Yak Nigga comment under my picture, they be ready to handle that Ayo, G-Mac, grab the MAC, spray, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I demand my respect (yeah) I'ma whack '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 on a prowl, yeah, we gon' land and we gon' peck We done linked up with more killers, got gorillas in the set Fuck 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 Go Yeah, niggas gon' say, man, 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 gon' really like, like, like, really like, know what I'm sayin' Like, gon' smell that (I'ma eat, you gon' eat too) For sure, make these pussy niggas respect this shit, you heard me? Uh-huh I'm slammin' in a 'Vette I'm slammin' in a 'Vette, flash, flash Ha, yeah
Writer(s): Edgar Ferrera, Almando Cresso, Bill Kapri, Carlton Thomas Mcdowell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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