Uh, gang gang in this bitch You ain't havin' no paper problems You ain't havin' a lot of hater problems Rich, huh? They like, "Stunna, who the hottest?" Me, I'm just being honest I in there like dick riders If he ain't gang, he can't sit beside us 'Cause I don't know if he ridin' Uh, shit, I don't know if he lyin' Uh, nigga, you could just be rhymin' Like, what you gon' do when we slide in? They like, "Nigga, did you sign?" Nah, I just been on my grind Yeah, I count them racks, then I'm tired Uh, I'm in the booth gettin' fried, uh-huh Young nigga cleanin' them tide Heat on my side, we got them P's on the ride Tweet on my side, boy, you can't beef on my side 'Cause my niggas eat 'em alive Questions, these niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions, questions These niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions "Ayy, Stunna" What's up? "What's the ticket on the pressure?" We can get two-five right now, I'm pulling up, nigga, I ain't taking no lesson "Man, nigga, you testing" Shit, I'll swag you off for eleven "Alright, bro, where you at?" I'm at a spot, shit, pull up looking like sweet pull-in He ain't get shit, we finesse him Oops, he should've known better Uh, my youngins really be steppin' reckless Lil' nigga stain him for cheddar Rich Whammy, real hammy What fuck bankers do? Get fanny I take your bitch and she start undressin' Get off my dick, you sound like a detector Questions, these niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions, questions These niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions Like, who is Glo? And what's up with him? Shit, you should already know If I say go, he go Ain't no lil' boy, lil' nigga, that's broke Bro, free my nigga 'cause he up the road And he standing on ten toes Man, I can't believe these niggas saying "Free my niggas," know it damn well that they told Stunna man put the essence sold Oh, I got my neck froze, gold I'm in that mo, oh I got "Judah" tatted, I'm always on go, mo I'm counting cheese, I got your bitch on the knees She giving me low-blow smoke, nigga, puff And we gon' put 'em in the oven Questions, these niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions, questions These niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions Uh, uh, this bitch keep asking me questions Uh, she must think she special Bitch, get the fuck out my message Uh, she better, she only tweak a few letters Uh, he wanna tweak better I might serve him a peak setup He pull up, his teeth ketchup Lil' bro put him on the stretcher Uh, hop on the beat, lesson Ain't nobody do it better I spend some bands on my teeth I spend some bands on my necklace I be too damn hot, and I be flexing like a wrestler Questions, these niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions, questions These niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions Questions, these niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions, questions These niggas keep asking me questions I don't need no suggestions, uh, nigga, I don't need no lecture Uh, questions