Ask About Me (feat. King George, CB N & Big Ben)

It's Warpath Records Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out They drafting, drafting, drafting now If you don't know, better ask about me now Said the remaining years of our lives man, it starts now And I light up every fucking day 'cause I'm from a dark town Need anything I can pull a few strings like a harp now And I'm always winning, you would think I can card count Cop that, in my Alonso impression, where the rocks at This a death certificate and I'm Ice Cube in a Sox hat Said before they invest in me, be patient and respect the streets Told them let me operate and watch me dissect a beat Handyman with the tool kits, whom I went to school with This ain't a game but they slanging 8 balls without the pool stick And if you stick with me, I'll give you the cue to go Fucking rent is due, that residue on his cuticles While I'm blowing Moroccan hash in Egypt Riding passed the prescient, no limit like Master P said She can't be identified, she been smashed to pieces My behavior may be inappropriate, long as the cash is decent Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out They drafting, drafting, drafting now If you don't know, better ask about me now King George, love them girls tender like I was Elvis In the bed I'm throwing sideways moves from the pelvis Thriller in Manilla, we are Mike Jack playing the Philippines Strong like a gorilla, we Samson fighting the Philistines They call me a G, but I'm worth more than a thousand Like a G spitting caviar from the black seat called housing I bring all the toys like I was Batman or Inspector Gadget I don't need no Viagra to fuck your bitch like a rabbit We buy overpriced clothes at our local shopping malls To get girls playing with lollipops, sucking on our balls She was licking on my dick, shit reminded me of paddle pop In the river playing with her pussy when the paddle dropped We were up in shit's creek without a paddle in sight When the coach calls a big play, you got to huddle in tight Back to basics, got emcees rhyming like they back in kindergarten But the real bosses be unpacking the keys to the Martin yeah Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out They drafting, drafting, drafting now If you don't know, better ask about me now If you can smell the pure dope in our shit then step to it But them boys know a shot from a tech and your vest useless Fuck you think I'm rocking this crown for 'Cause when I'm reigning they gon' feel every drop of this down pour Feel me, I feel you ain't really deserving of shit This fucking booth like a kitchen and this verse be serving a brick You can chill, I shoot to kill, no turning back when you inserting a clip And she left you middle of nowhere 'cause you deserted your bitch Sleeping leave em in bed to rest, ain't worried if the next a threat They treat the game like Micky Deez, doing it just to collect a cheque And these streets taught these bitches they ain't got to be nice to us But if we traveling down a slippery down then I might slip up 'Cause I grew up around some OGs that was moving white Took care of their fam and gave their side pieces a coupe to ride You get one, you get one, on some fucking Oprah shit Laying low in Covid like I'm on a wanted poster bitch Blasting, blasting, blasting, blasting out Blasting, blasting, blasting out I'm passing, passing, passing, passing out Passing, passing, passing out I'm cashing, cashing, cashing, cashing out Cashing, cashing, cashing out They drafting, drafting, drafting now If you don't know, better ask about me now Don't know, better ask about me Yeah baby Ask about me now Don't know better ask about me Yeah Yo man there go my n**** El Charrou Yo homie lemme holla at you for a second man Yo what it do What's good man Listen man lemme holla at you for a second Fuck you mean ask about me man Listen mother fuckers ain't know They ain't finally know They ain't been putting in the education Look mother fuckers been tripping on your shit man you know that You 'bout to drop Got to keep it cool out here man Listen lotta people tryna come up in your lane Tryna fuck with your ambition But man you got to give them that Spice You know that Got to put it down for them no doubt man So fuck you mean ask about me dude Yo they finally know now