Don't Ask Me

[Intro] (FxLKES) [Chorus] That nigga talking, that shit is cap I get the medicine, cut in the back Fuck nigga talking, get smacked with these racks These niggas be pussies, these niggas be rats I'm in the back and I'm counting these racks up, huh He hit my face, told him back up, huh Brodie he broke in the crib Told him go get his bread, yeah Go get his Cash App, huh [Verse 1] Comin' back nigga, like I am a god Then race these niggas like the rapture, huh Fake ass boy, yeah, that nigga a fraud He never gеttin' what he rap bout, huh, uh, uh I had to go get my bag up Shawty said she likе fashion I went to the store and we got my swag up Bitch I be runnin', I run to the door I got my girl, give a fuck about hoes Nigga, he pussy, he talkin' he fold I'm with yo' bitch and that shawty she fold She wanna feel on me, uh She wanna see my cream, huh She wanna feel on me, huh She wanna love on me, yeah [Bridge] She wanna love sometimes Then she wanna go, uh She wanna hit my line up But then she gon' ghost, uh She wanna spend some time But now I don't know I cannot fuck with a hoe I hit it once, but now, not no more [Chorus] That nigga talking, that shit is cap I get the medicine, cut in the back Fuck nigga talking, get smacked with these racks These niggas be pussies, these niggas be rats I'm in the back and I'm counting these racks up, huh He hit my face, told him back up, huh Brodie he broke in the crib Told him go get his bread, yeah Go get his Cash App, huh That nigga talking, that shit is cap I get the medicine, cut in the back Fuck nigga talking, get smacked with these racks These niggas be pussies, these niggas be rats I'm in the back and I'm counting these racks up, huh He hit my face, told him back up, huh Brodie he broke in the crib Told him go get his bread, yeah Go get his Cash App, huh