Respect It Big Sean & Hit-Boy (Ft. Young Thug)

[Intro: Big Sean & Young Thug]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah (TrapAdix), woah, woah, woah
Man, they ain't plottin’ on me, I'm plottin' on them plottin’ on me, man
Stupid, man
Look (Hit-Boy)

[Chorus: Big Sean]
Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (Way)
Ain't nobody finna do dat
Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (Respect)
Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way (Respect it)

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
You can't touch me, you not worthy, dirty bitches don't deserve me
I be careful who I love 'cause who I love is who could hurt me
I’ma give that ass a cruel summer, Lamborghini Murcié
Niggas thought they had the twenty-twenty vision, it’s still blurry (Woah)
I done dodged the murder rates, I done earned what they can't take
Pull up to the house, you thought you died and seen the pearly gates
Nowadays, respect the ones who talkin’ good behind my back
And say the bad shit to my— (Woah) to my face
Why complain about things I can change? Yeah (I can change)
Soldiers 'round me, we done been through major pain (Major pain)
Laser focused, AOL, been had AIM
Got a lot of hunnids, stayed a hunnid, life just changed, uh (Life done changed)
What you do when you got bitches blowin' you kisses? (Kisses)
Opposition sendin' death wishes (Damn), either way, it made me no difference
I done outdid the predictions, I’m a underground king
Always had the tunnel vision, I'm consistently consistent