If You Ask Me

Why you all in my face I can't laugh with ya Cuz the shoes I got on called ass-kickers He a fake ass gang banging ass nigga Ima rich skinny chain hanging ass nigga Baby get your butt done make that ass bigger I'm not tryna compete with no rap nigga Say you real but I can see the cap in ya On the phone with a bitch tryna rat me Then you see me in person you happy Got your hand in my face tryna dap me That's some lame-ass shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me Yo block spin that Been there did that Fuck KaeTre Sorry no I didn't get that Say that shit again Nigga you gone get ya shit wacked He be sending shots but they be on a diss track If I'm sending shots ima make a nigga zig zag Pussy go splish splash Gun got a six-pack The neighbors hear thunder Make it rain on yo bitch ass Bullets to his mouth I'm bout to serve his ass a tic-tac Had a girl do me dirty Inside of my songs Is where I be leaving my cries She thinking I just wanna fuck Man I swear to god These hoes they be reading my mind I got hate on my mind You can see in my eyes Put my trust in that bitch She told so many lies I know that she fucking with so many guys She telling me sorry Heard so many times I went off in his bitch And I gave her ding dong Pass her to the bro I'm playing ping pong Ain't never had no one to lean on Now I'm going ape shit like King Kong And my song is your bitch ringtone Nigga think he can stop me then dream on Talking shit and yo head put that beam on I been rapping but fuck it I need me some beats I can sing on Gone I'm yelling uh uh uh uh uh uh gone Play with me and ima send your ass home Talking to me like we dogs and we homes But running back to that bitch on the phone Why you all in my face I can't laugh with ya Cuz the shoes I got on called ass-kickers He a fake ass gang banging ass nigga Ima rich skinny chain hanging ass nigga Baby get your butt done make that ass bigger I'm not tryna compete with no rap nigga Say you real but I can see the cap in ya On the phone with a bitch tryna rat me Then you see me in person you happy Got your hand in my face tryna dap me That's some lame-ass shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me Hold on hold on hold on Huh yea damn Fuck nigga want static then we can get at it No I'm not a tough guy But I got a habit of laughing at fuck niggas Actions these niggas be sisters Call them Janet Jackson He played with my guys They put him in a casket Flex on Instagram I see cap in his captions JB chop the brick right in half Like a fraction I know that he taxing I'm not even asking I walk in the party You know that I'm thrashing Hoes know that I'm cashing Your coochie I'm crashing Damn I should've gave you the knife That you stabbed in my back I thought you was my dog How could you do me like that But I got news for you buddy You don't want none of these Your ass is a comedy You better not run from me No Uh yea Uh yea You better not run from me No uh yea You better not run from me no Uh yea You better not run from me You better not run from me You better not run un un uh Why you all in my face I can't laugh with ya Cuz the shoes I got on called ass-kickers He a fake ass gang banging ass nigga Ima rich skinny chain hanging ass nigga Baby get your butt done make that ass bigger I'm not tryna compete with no rap nigga Say you real but I can see the cap in ya On the phone with a bitch tryna rat me Then you see me in person you happy Got your hand in my face tryna dap me That's some lame ass shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me That's some lame as shit if you ask me