"Ask" lyrics
I know the money come and go, so I ain't trippin' about it
I know that love don't last forever, but I love it while a nigga got it
I know some niggas in they feelings and they out here plottin'
So I don't hop up in my car unless I got my Glock in
I got some shots for the opps, 'cause I know they're watchin'
I bought a watch for my pops for all the times he got me
These niggas actin' like some cops, they just out here talkin'
Remember goin' to the mall just for window shoppin', aye
But now I got my foot on the bag, livin' fast
They just want me to crash, aye
And bitch I got this Glock in my pants
Nigga, I ain't got time for my hands, aye
But now I got my foot on the bag, livin' fast
They just want me to crash, aye
And bitch I got this Glock in my pants
Nigga, I ain't got time for my hands, aye
'Cause I just want 'em prayers for my wrist, nigga
I just got a bag for my bitch, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
And I just got a strap with a grip, nigga
I just bought a pack for a flip, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
I'm havin' conversation with my nigga through some glass
And back when I was on my ass, ain't nobody gave a pass
I got it on my own, wasn't given by a hand
And bitch, I'm plottin' on a lick so I can go and buy a bag
Nigga, I was never rich, so I always flaunted what I had
Put my heart out to a bitch and then she left me on my ass
If you fuckin' with the gang, then some toes is gettin' tagged
Told the plug, "I'll be right back. I gotta go and get some cash"
Watch a sucker through the dash, choppa in the back
Bitch I'm on the 8 if they askin' where I'm at
I do this for my homies, they dead, gone, ain't comin' back
I put my life up on the line, ain't no need for you to ask (Gang)
Watch a sucker through the dash, choppa in the back
Bitch I'm on the 8 if they askin' where I'm at
I do this for my homies, they dead, gone, ain't comin' back
I put my life up on the line, ain't no need for you to ask (Gang)
'Cause I just want 'em prayers for my wrist, nigga
I just got a bag for my bitch, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
And I just got a strap with a grip, nigga
I just bought a pack for a flip, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
'Cause I just want 'em prayers for my wrist, nigga
I just got a bag for my bitch, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
And I just got a strap with a grip, nigga
I just bought a pack for a flip, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
I know that love don't last forever, but I love it while a nigga got it
I know some niggas in they feelings and they out here plottin'
So I don't hop up in my car unless I got my Glock in
I got some shots for the opps, 'cause I know they're watchin'
I bought a watch for my pops for all the times he got me
These niggas actin' like some cops, they just out here talkin'
Remember goin' to the mall just for window shoppin', aye
But now I got my foot on the bag, livin' fast
They just want me to crash, aye
And bitch I got this Glock in my pants
Nigga, I ain't got time for my hands, aye
But now I got my foot on the bag, livin' fast
They just want me to crash, aye
And bitch I got this Glock in my pants
Nigga, I ain't got time for my hands, aye
'Cause I just want 'em prayers for my wrist, nigga
I just got a bag for my bitch, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
And I just got a strap with a grip, nigga
I just bought a pack for a flip, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
I'm havin' conversation with my nigga through some glass
And back when I was on my ass, ain't nobody gave a pass
I got it on my own, wasn't given by a hand
And bitch, I'm plottin' on a lick so I can go and buy a bag
Nigga, I was never rich, so I always flaunted what I had
Put my heart out to a bitch and then she left me on my ass
If you fuckin' with the gang, then some toes is gettin' tagged
Told the plug, "I'll be right back. I gotta go and get some cash"
Watch a sucker through the dash, choppa in the back
Bitch I'm on the 8 if they askin' where I'm at
I do this for my homies, they dead, gone, ain't comin' back
I put my life up on the line, ain't no need for you to ask (Gang)
Watch a sucker through the dash, choppa in the back
Bitch I'm on the 8 if they askin' where I'm at
I do this for my homies, they dead, gone, ain't comin' back
I put my life up on the line, ain't no need for you to ask (Gang)
'Cause I just want 'em prayers for my wrist, nigga
I just got a bag for my bitch, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
And I just got a strap with a grip, nigga
I just bought a pack for a flip, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
'Cause I just want 'em prayers for my wrist, nigga
I just got a bag for my bitch, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
And I just got a strap with a grip, nigga
I just bought a pack for a flip, aye
And don't you ever ask me for shit, 'cause I ain't ever ask you for shit, aye
