Respect My Hustle

[Hook x2: Frenchie] If I should die before I wake, I pray to god my soul to take Bury me in Gucci jeans, and a new Cavalli belt My jersey be 23, I did this shit all by myself These haters they envy me, boy you better check yourself [Verse 1: Frenchie] Bury me in Gucci jeans, and a new Cavalli belt Pilot is my middle name nigga, I can fly myself French is the one and only, you getting paper then show me You flexing hard with your Breitling, my little niggas rock Rollies You ain't built to be with my coding, my money stacking high slowly Ain't nothing you can do for me, you a baby boy like Jody One whip forty-thou' I profit, ladies showing me love Security I don't need it, twenty racks to blow in this club Shorty gon' pass me the molly's, you just slumped in that two-door coupe Team Mack got the seats back, with a gang of hoes, Moulin Rouge I'm flexing hard, yeah I do Rest in peace G Baby, yelling out my screw [Hook] [Verse 2: Deezy] We show up, we show out Lambo coupe, no doors out Put the doors up, know what I’m ‘bout View my life, that movie shit View my bitch, that Louie fitted Rock city, what? I ain’t losing shit Send me a brick, I’m a move it quick These Gucci shoes mean nothing to me I fuck ‘em up, I playing it That’s when you know a nigga really getting money MDE, I’m a hold that down Take something from you I’m a lay that down Cut a nigga face turn his frown to a smile ? on the waist, nigga look at me now Gun in his face, nigga say something now Nigga say something now [Verse 3: Zoeballa] If I die before I wake, bury Zoe with two G’s Cavalli shirts, I’m too fleet Rolls Royce with two keys I’m stunting nigga, I’m too hard 12’s on that Too Guard Pardon me if my heart bigger Shocked police, I spark niggas No car involved, I park niggas My shine glow, and my wrist’s black Pray to God I ain’t y’all niggas Up and down, this whole list is macked My team too official, gun and a pistol Told these motherfuckers all welcome to the coke wave Gotta give him forty-four grams, calling me the man nigga Come and get a coke wave [Hook] [Verse 4: Joffy] If I should pass before I wake, I swear to god my son is good I'm from the hood, seeing depths in the road like I'm under ? Gotta switch my life around, hammer tucked yeah I'm wifey'd down Glam' 'em up, that's a lightning round Tan 'em up, know young icy down ? while she probably wanna swally' She be tripping on the dick, and yeah she probably on the molly I ain't judging her, cause I'm fucking her You one time, you cuffing her It's me and ? , who can fuck with us? Swagger up, we busted up Hopping out, they rushing up You mad as fuck, there's no touching us GD, baller type Fuck the competition, I'm all the hype Give me all the mics And I'ma spit on that bitch like Pac did nigga, cause we all alike Zoeballa, Frenchie hoe General, so don't tempt me though My gun go so let your son know That if I unload, that I'ma empty hoe [Hook]