Quan Rite - Respectfully Lyrics

Verse One

Aye Look
This repertoire, got me decisive who I'm stepping on
Road trips, through the Carolinas like I'm Eddie Long
They speaking down, why you ain't correct em? Like you speaking wrong
Talk is cheap, cause we ain't gone be talking when we set the tone

Remember flipping dimes trying to get my money up
Now I'm flipping dimes and they come with tummy tucks
Im smoking Georgia Peach, I'm with a baddie and she more than sweet
Drinking so much 42, shit I think its 43

She on her knees, uh
By that water, feel that morning breeze
Moved from rags to riches, uh
Yeah, that's why they calling me
Know I'm about my business, uh
That's you recording me
Bitches gone be Bitches, uh
So I act accordingly

I told that bitch, to never check for me respectfully
Seen what I was cooking, shit you damn near knew the recipe
I let you flee, uh Road running, like a SUV
I ball like I'm 23, these other niggas second seed
Yeah

Verse Two

Uh, its nine o'clock, uh and I'm swerving off this la
I can't lie, uh all my talent came with time
I'm in the Tribeca, with rich bitches, I'm a suave stepper
I'm from the Bronx, I move that work, just like I'm God Fisher
Anti up, ain't win no grammies but I'm Grammied up
I got blamey, and I ran it up, so tell me what the fuss about?
I like when bad bitches cuss me out
F*ck em like they stupid
Then its back, to what we fussing bout

I know, you know my resume, I want some head, give me Tresemme
Manifest everything I want, cause I'm gone elevate
They say I'm broke, its funny cus that ain't what the teller say
I don't clock in, I just get it, the good fella way
Its funny I could laugh about it, lay back and smoke some gas about it
12 o'clock I need Jean and George's for the after hours
Red wine, 55 a glass, ain't no happy hour
All in all, packing 740's cause they stacked around me

"When I say I'm packing 740's, that mean like you know... the 740i is packed up. Like, we just came back from a spot, shit crazy"

Verse Three

I'm getting neck from a diva, while I'm rolling biscotti
Yeah, I'm packing this Nina, still don't wait in no lobbies
Hear my voice through they speaker, these women want to confine me
Shit, I need me a demon to suck me right through my Tommy's
I'ma hit your spot, you gone put me on your pedestal
No this shit can't , cause I'm knowing I can't never lose
Take that on the hop, shit that's something I can't never do
Run up on my block, and I promise I'll metal move