Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamel James Beaty
Jamel James Beaty
Songwriter
Vychan Drayton
Vychan Drayton
Songwriter

Lyrics

Go ask your block go ask your clique go ask your mom and your pops Go ask your bitch they'll all tell you this Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us You don't believe me then go ask the facts Who is them killers that's dressed up in black Sticking and kicking that real shit on wax Flipping getting chips off of them packs Who fucking with that must be puffing on crack I spit the dopest piff you ain't never quote so sick they cant find an antidote Killers jamaician don't say nothing about banana boat Rude boys that will split your fucking cantaloupe Then hit ya bitch from the back while your home girl pull it out slowly then give me throat I'm balling on you bitches Earl Manigault cuz I drop jewels like Socrates Smoking my broccoli cash like Monopoly That's why they rock with me haters ain't stopping me Ain't no copping pleas cuz I'm in and out this shit like a robbery If they ain't Yardgang then they not with me I been with my brothers for so long Hot boys before they got their roll on step to one of us and get stole on Shinning everywhere with no gold on but I'm sorry for the wait I had to prolong But I'm sorry for the wait I had to prolong I'm like fuck what you talking life goes on nigga Go ask your block go ask your clique go ask your mom and your pops Go ask your bitch they'll all tell you this Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Go ask your block go ask your clique go ask your mom and your pops Go ask your bitch they'll all tell you this Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Niggas ain't fucking with us None of these niggas is fucking with us ain't have a car had to hop on the bus Once I got me a whip the hoes hop in the truck don't know my name but they still wanna fuck I popped a perc why the fuck would I rush I don't roll swishers I double my dutch I don't chase liquor I double my cup can't help these hoes help me double my fuck I walk around with that strap by the gut ya'll niggas dripping in fashion like what You really don't know if I'm capping or what wonder how them niggas racing their they tongue Don't say you bout acting I'm calling your bluff who the fuck calling you tough I don't really fuck with you niggas you know it's up on you niggas I really be comfortable nigga I don't smoke blunt with you niggas I don't hit licks with you niggas I fuck around and take your bitch from you nigga You rappers despicable nigga they call me the pick of the litter Why cuz I'm picking up litters why cuz my shit I deliver Go ask your block go ask your clique go ask your mom and your pops Go ask your bitch they'll all tell you this Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Go ask your block go ask your clique go ask your mom and your pops go ask your bitch they'll all tell you this Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Cuz none of you niggas is fucking with us Niggas ain't fucking with us
Writer(s): Jamel Beaty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out