Ky Miller - So Disrespectful lyrics

[Produced by Tha Bizness] [Intro] I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful [Verse 1] Your daddy f**ed your mama then f**ed your sister Then climbed in your bed playing with your sh**ter Go 'head, take your belt off and hang yourself Matter of fact grab your strap and bang yourself Jay's a big man, he's too big to respond I'm a big dick, you know the one everybody's on You 'gon make me sing ''Murder Was The Case'' Bullets ricochet *ping ping*, shoot the star off your face I'm international, I'm never home, mane I've been gone so long my accent changed You better watch who you f** with, mate Or you 'gon make me carve your a** up now straight Come on, Game, you will never be my equal Your homies shoot doors, my n***as shoot people See me I'm what you never 'gon be I'm in that tax bracket you never 'gon see [Hook] When you cross me, I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful See, I get so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful When you cross me, I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful See, I get so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful [Verse 2] That n***a Buck like Gator, tell momma he done smoked the TV I ain't know he f**ed with more dope than B.G Plus a n***a sipped more syrup than Pimp C Man keeping these motherf**ers rich ain't easy Especially when a n***a wanna stunt like Jeezy And his CDs' didn't sell like his CDs' Man, that n***a blew all of his chips on them breezies Mad cause the world won't treat him like Weezy Look I don't give a f**, n***a, please believe me No n***a in no vocal booth around can see me It's crazy how I make this sh** look oh so easy They say, "50, nah, I don't f** with him, he oh so greasy Yeah, he used to share that paper now he oh so greedy" It's funny how they sh** on me cause them they need me See me I'm number one, I'm loading up my gun I catch ya and you done, you p**y n***a run [Hook] [Verse 3] They say first comes love then comes marriage Instead I got Shaniqua in a baby carriage Then came the cash then the baby mama drama I gave that b**h a half a mill, she blew it on Prada I remember when I met the b**h and she ain't have nada Got my son on some fly sh**, now I gotta buy sh** Man, I can't even flaunt sh** cause everybody want sh** Everybody mad, damn even my dad And I don't even know him, now how the f** I owe him? I ain't giving nobody sh**, I'mma show them I gave Game hits, he told me to s** dick Started screaming Westside and Dre ain't say sh** Now we just eat off him, and when I talk to Em A smile comes on his face, he told me here's the case ''Enemies stay enemies but friends they change n***as go crazy over money, my mane'' [Hook]