Ask About Me

Like you when you talking I listen I understand that

But when I talk you can't hear me know I can't stand that

Oh you get mad when they ask me where my man at

But you confused when I ask you where we stand at

Don't worry bout it just pay attention sit back and let another **** show you what you missing

I go and get another **** you gon start tripping

No different from these other **** cause they all trucking

Cause it's a new day new **** double tapping on my pictures

All in my DM cause my ass got bigger

He Begging me to link em but he knows that Imma switch up

Cause I ain't got no kick it better go and ask these bitches

(Better ask about me, yea you better ask about me)

(These **** better do they research)

Cause I ain't got no kick it for a **** with no digits

And the way these **** acting man I swear that they bitches

I can't wait to cut em off my edward scissors hand be itching

And sometimes I'm better off if I just fuck and I ditch em

Cause I still ain't met a problem I can't solve with a dollar

And I still ain't met a **** that won't trick off to holla

These **** coming by the buss load if I let em them swallow

I treat these **** like some custo's

Send em back to they mama

These **** better do they research

I skip that then reverse

He thought it was a drill but this some shit that you can't rehearse

By the time he done wit me I bet he need at least bout three percs

Like cardiac arrest I put that **** on a T-shirt

Might need a brick of cocaine just to ease that pain

Like how I'm pose to know you love me you ain't tat my name

And this the toxic shit and you hate it yeah I know it

And even if I fuck with you, you know that I can't show it

I can't let you get one up on me I rather have you stuck on me

Like you a lucky muthafucka if I let you come and fuck on me

I be damn I have yo back and you try to go and front on me

Cause if you play me up that fye and now I'm looking at a first degree

I up dat fye

(Up it)

A **** ply with me then that **** he gon die

On the Bible on my thou should never tell a lie

(That's on my soul)

But imma burry the next **** even try to make me cry

(He gotta go)