Yeen Gotta Ask lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch, you know I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
(Ayy Walker on the top, runnin' through the guap)

[Chorus]
You ain't gotta ask about me, 'cause b*tch, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
I'm sippin' Hennessy, you better not f*ck with me
I hit you with that shotty
And you won't catch me checkin' in with nobody, no
Before I let a n*gga finish me
They gon' have to sentence me
Oh, oh
'Cause I'ma dump this b*tch 'til I fall

[Verse 1]
Hold a hundred rounds
Lord, I hope I make it
Altercation with the other side, n*ggas tryna take it
Say mama, if I fall, I fall, I tried to shake it
Don't see nothin' bad in what I'm doin', just know I'm rat racin'
'Cause I'm a money junkie, I like all type of money
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, tell my label they gotta keep it comin'
Keep a Glock 21 with me, I call it Tim Duncan
You don't want me to get to dumpin', four-five shells everywhere
Won't pray for enemies, they just need Medicare
I fill you into me, you gon' see my depth
They gon' need to get a shovel, and that's just if they find you, you
[Chorus]
You ain't gotta ask about me, 'cause b*tch, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
I'm sippin' Hennessy, you better not f*ck with me
I hit you with that shotty
And you won't catch me checkin' in with nobody, no
Before I let a n*gga finish me
They gon' have to sentence me
Oh, oh
'Cause I'ma dump this b*tch 'til I fall

[Verse 2]
Keep that b*tch on me
Ain't arguin' with you 'bout no petty sh*t
I'ma watch this Glock repeat
And fill you up 'bout my fetty, b*tch
'Cause it ain't sh*t to talk about (No)
'Cause it ain't sh*t to talk about, I'ma walk 'em down
I'ma stank a b*tch and anybody witness it
Wrong place, wrong time, I ain't feelin' like you innocent
I'ma handle mine, show a n*gga how to finish it
I'ma run every time when the police try to get me
'Cause I ain't goin' down
They heard I let off fifty, them other n*ggas sh*tted
My young n*ggas committed
We all know what come with this sh*t
We all know we born with this sh*t (Oh)
[Chorus]
You ain't gotta ask about me, 'cause b*tch, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
I'm sippin' Hennessy, you better not f*ck with me
I hit you with that shotty
And you won't catch me checkin' in with nobody, no
Before I let a n*gga finish me
They gon' have to sentence me
Oh, oh
'Cause I'ma dump this b*tch 'til I fall

[Outro]
Oh, oh
Dump this b*tch 'til I fall
Oh
They don't know a young n*gga ball