[Intro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
It was good if you ask me
Think about what I’m finna say now
We’ve been going through this every day now
[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
What’s good with you?
I still remember being in the hood with you Money got
these bitches on my Johnson so badly
They tried to spin me and Kelly, got bumpy like acne
I got a lot of power, much more
I wanted more than I deserved, I
Picked you up and dropped you off like a crib slide
You show me the best of you with your third eye
Never around love, you made the hairs on my body stick up like I was out far for
DTB, thеse bitches ain’t loyal, cannot vouch for
You wasn’t with me whеn I slept on the couch, now
In my city, they treat me like Gilly in Philly
If I give you game, it’s gon’ be worth like a billy Give a bitch my heart,
she let it go on the river
It’s a whole nother story, this ain’t Bobby and Whitney
I got a whole lotta money, you could spend it on me
Spank a soul outta nigga, you think it’s funny, ain’t shitty
I’m not a role model, nigga I got killers for me Holes in your body, bitch,
you could never be flippy
And I got bruised once for lovin’ a girl Confused, thinkin’ bitch-ass
niggas was so dub Patty wagon bitches spin the block was only sellin’ weed
I’d rather see that nigga in the box before he tell on me
I do all the altercations with the opps that never follow me
And I was conversations with the Akis bout investments Baby
Did I stutter?
All these M&Ms got niggas actin’ shady
I miss butter
When they killed my friend, I felt like blast or somethin’
Shit was all good if you asked me
Till you started askin’ bout Tiffany and Ashley
I look through your phone, I ain’t gon’ lie, you did me badly
You look through my phone, watchu expect to see? I’m nasty
Don’t ask me shit, don’t hit me up about no bullshit
Especially when you interrupt me while I’m workin’
I pick you up, you said, bring the car with the curtains
Girls that I deserted, I don’t deserve them
Will you be with me when it all falls down?
Look at the richie, baby, time will tell
If I get the best of you, then I have to
Show you
The best of me
[Refrain: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
You can’t stop askin’ me questions
About who I’m textin’
[Verse: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Girl
I’m good if you ask me
I never dared Tiffany or Ashley, just ask them Baby, if I got it, you got it,
and I got mad funds It’s okay to treat me like an arcade, you can have fun
These rap niggas my sons, and if they breed, I got grandsons
These things that you wanna know about me
[Refrain: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & PnB Rock]
You’ll keep on askin’ me questions
About who I’m textin’
And about who I’m sexin’
I can’t take it, no, no
You keep interruptin’ my flexin’
Who you think you checkin’?
Now you can go get the steppin’
Cuz I can’t take it, no, no
[Outro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
No more, questions
No more, questions
No more, questions
No more, questions
Uhn, hun