Utter Disrespect Mass Appeal (Ft. Fashawn)

[Intro]
Bitch

[Chorus]
Whippin' in the wop
Grippin’ on this chop
Mixin' in the pot, aw man
I be grippin' on this Glock
Flippin’ every block
Fuckin' bitches like I'm Pac, aw man
Utter disrespect, yeah
It's utter disrespect
Utter disrespect, yeah
It's utter disrespect

[Verse 1]
Uh, I been smokin' green, since a teen, I been lit
Moolah wasn't clean, triple beam for the bricks
I kept it in my jeans for the fiends on the strip
I done made some beans off of lean by the brick, yeah
Dodgin' hoes like I’m Pookie
Rose gold on the Dukey
Latex for the groupies
Multi-colors on the Coogi
I got props, I need property
Lucky ticket, hit the lottery
Real niggas on the side of me
Anonymous like Bobby V
I don’t fuck around, keep it a hundred pounds
This that thunderous sound straight from under the ground
Nigga Mass Appeal 'til the casket filled
All I really wanna know if her ass is real