No More Questions lyrics

[Intro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
It was good if you ask me
Thinkin' 'bout what I'm finna say now
We've been going through this every day now

[Verse: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
What's good with you?
I still remember bein' in the hood with you
Money got these b*tches on my johnson so badly
They tried to spin me in Cali, got bumpy like acne
I got a lot but I want much more
I wanted more than I deserved, I
Picked you up and dropped you off like a curbside
You show me the best of you with your third eye
Never around love
You made the hairs on my body stick up like I was Alfalfa
DTB, these b*tchеs ain't loyal, cannot vouch for 'em
You wasn't with me when I slеpt on the couch, now
In my city, they treat me like Gillie in Philly
If I give you game, it's gon' be worth like a billi'
Give a b*tch my heart, she let it go in the river
It's a whole 'nother story, this ain't Bobby and Whitney
I got a whole lotta money, you could spend it with me
Smack the soul out a n*gga, you think it's funny, ain't Shiggy
I'm not a role model, n*gga, I got killers with me
Holes in your body, b*tch, you could never be 50
And I got bruised once for lovin' a girl
Confused, thinkin' b*tch-ass n*ggas was so thurl
Paddy wagon used to spin the block, was only sellin' weed
I'd rather see that n*gga in a box before he tell on me
Out of all the altercations with the opps, they never fell on me
And I was in conversations with the akhis bout investments, baby, did I stutter?
All these M&Ms got n*ggas actin' shady, I miss Butter
When they killed my friend, I felt like blastin' somethin'
sh*t was all good if you asked me
Until you started askin' bout Tiffany and Ashley
I looked through your phone, I ain't gon' lie, you did me badly
You looked through my phone, what you expect to see? I'm nasty
Don't ask me sh*t, don't hit me up about no bullsh*t
Especially when you interrupt me while I'm workin'
I pick you up, you said, bring the car with the curtains
Girls that I deserted, I don't deserve them
Will you be with me when it all falls down?
Look at the Richie, baby, time will tell
If I get the best of you, then I have to
Show you the best of me
[Bridge: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
You can't stop askin' me questions
About who I'm textin'
Girl, I'm good if you ask me
I never dated Tiffany or Ashley, just ask them
Baby, if I got it, you got it, and I got mad funds
It's okay to treat me like an arcade, you can have fun
These rap n*ggas my sons, and if they breed, I got grandsons
It's things that she wanna know about me

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & PnB Rock]
You keep on askin' me questions
About who I'm textin'
And about who I'm sexin'
I can't take it, no, no
You keep interruptin' my flexin'
Who you think you checkin'?
Girl, you can go get to steppin'
'Cause I can't take it, no, no

[Outro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
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