No Questions (feat. Yella Beezy)

Ayy, it's Philthy, nigga Let me try somethin' different Uh-huh, look Have you ever fucked a nigga in the back of his foreign? I could teach you how to hustle and stack up your coins Online classes, but strip in the night Low mileage on her, she keepin' it tight Got her out that Honda and jumped in that Benz Bad bitches link up, just her and her friends Gave her fifty thou', told her open up a business We gon' keep it in your name, you know them people trippin' She done seen me at my lowest, seen me at my highest You know health is wealth, so you know she on a diet She done met mom, so she considered fam Her best friend hooked us up, she the middleman, it's Philthy Would you love me in the Bentley? Would you love me on the bus? Bring her down to my section See how I was raised up And baby, if you let me I'ma teach you how to trust And I bet with no questions You got your mind made up Look She never intimidated by another bitch Got my heart broke, so I could never love a bitch Cosmetology class, she an esthetician Culinary arts when she in the kitchen She a lady in the streets, a freak in the sheets She got her body done and took them braces off her teeth She take care of business like she 'posed to Her baby daddy the only nigga she was close to Her bills never late, always on time Her period never late, always on time She done met my kids, so she considered fam Her best friend hooked us up, she the middleman, it's Philthy Would you love me in the Bentley? Would you love me on the bus? Bring her down to my section See how I was raised up And baby, if you let me I'ma teach you how to trust And I bet with no questions You got your mind made up