Ocean Eyes YoungBagChasers (Ft. Ybcdul)

[Intro]
It's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful
They know that I really diss the dead, yea that's my fuckin' special
It's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Frow and the Rizzy and the Snipe
It's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful, it's Mr Disrespectful
(Spacecoupe, take me to Pluto)
They know that I really diss the dead, yea that's my fuckin' special

[Verse 1]
I ain't got time for the bitches if she ain't fuckin'
I just sent pop 10 grand, he sent me back a hunnid
Mix Celine with the Prada, it ain't Ricky, I don't want it
I just bussed a trap for ten, another called, he want twenty
Why the fuck you keep on callin' my phone, it ain't bout money
That bitch ain't want to even look my way when I was bummy
But now I got that bitch on record when she suck me
All these pounds of QRizzy got the crib smellin' musty
Bitch bad, she rock Bottega with the Marni
Spoiled lil brat, my lil bitch, she a Barbie
Niggas actin' like they eatin', but they starvin'
Flipped my first pack, and turned to a trapaholic
You ain't never take no risk, I put my all in
Hop out on skates, I really seen niggas fallin'
This shit I'm wearing ain't cheap, this shit be costin
Buddy and the Frow and the Rizzy and the Snipe
We took some L's, but they grievin' 'bout that shit
Took 'em on a chase, and let BD hop out the whip
Then I kept goin', pedal to the medal, nigga you already knowin'
Kriss Vector in the Glock, and you can tell 'cause it's pokin'