Ask Around lyrics

by

YTB Fatt



[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas & YTB Fatt]
(That n*gga Nate crazy, okay, bet)
f*ck around
Brrat, brrat, brrat, brrat
(DotDot, you made this beat?)
It's Five, n*gga, don't call me 4X
n*gga, it's Five
Brrat
You know what I mean?
Brrat, brrat
Hrrr, hrrr

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Ayy, look ask around, n*gga, lil' bro love the way that MAC around
Ask around, we apply that P 'til they be tappin' out (We apply that P 'til they be—)
b*tch n*gga pull up playin', bet we clap him down
Ask around how we was strapped bad at my mama house (We was strapped bad)
Go ask around how a f*ck n*gga said it's smoke, but he ain't last a round (We on his ass bad)
Go ask around how 4 would drop that bag, have them killers flashin' out (Come here)
Or how I got that bag at the gun store cashin' out (Go ask around)
Just for me to get up with them members and go pass 'em out

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Go ask around, n*gga
I'm a heavyweight, ain't talkin' pound for pound, n*gga (I ain't talkin' pound for pound, n*gga)
b*tch, I get the business cleared, they come and knock you down, n*gga (They come and knock you down, n*gga)
Let a n*gga play with mine, we been done killed the town, n*gga (We be done killed the town, n*gga)
I ain't lyin', n*gga
[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
These n*ggas fraud, these n*ggas tellin' lies
Sayin' they gon' do somethin' to 4, they seen me several times, uh-huh
My lil' n*gga up his pole, it sound like Busta Rhymes, uh-huh (n*gga)
Soon as I say, "Go," they come and bust his mind, uh-huh (n*gga)
We get on his ass and have his mama cryin' (Brrat, brrat)
b*tch, Tech, he work his Glock just like a nine-to-five (Come on)
I ain't finna beatbox, we let choppers rock (Buh, buh, buh)
Go ask around, f*ck n*gga play, it be a homicide (Uh-huh)
Go ask around, we don't hit, we comin' back around, n*gga (Comin' back around, n*gga)
Go ask around, if I ain't rap, we been done laid you down, n*gga (We been done laid you down, n*gga)
Maniac get up close, he ain't finna spray around, n*gga (Huh?)
Them b*tches ain't shootin' switches, they just playin' 'round with 'em (Come on)

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Go ask around, n*gga
I'm a heavyweight, ain't talkin' pound for pound, n*gga
I get the business cleared, they come and knock you down, n*gga (They come and get you out of here)
A n*gga play with mine, we been done killed the town, n*gga (We been done smacked the city, b*tch)
I ain't lyin', b*tch

[Verse 3: YTB Fatt]
n*gga, we don't drive no SRTs, we drivin' 'Hawk him down, n*ggas
Ain't no regular sh*t, got my money right, bulletproofed the vehicle
I really spent this sh*t, you gotta see my page, that's the n*ggas that be with me
I ain't gotta pay no cheese, they gon' do it off love, all the n*ggas you see with me
A blitz, all the Goyard bags, I bought 'em
Ooh, all the smoke out the air I missed, n*gga, the Foxes caught it (Frrt, frrt)
I put a Maybach on hydraulics, I'm in the backseat bobbin'
My first check off this rap, I blew all that sh*t with my Foxes
There he go with his ass out, there he go, hop out the car and hawk him
How much you gon' give me if I do it? Depends on how bad you do him
Forty
They just be talkin' about that gangster sh*t, n*gga hear the, "Frrt," get to squirmin' and hollerin'
Got my name from sendin' blitz and poppin'
I got my game from pimps, ain't no f*ckin' stoppin' me
[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Go ask around, n*gga
I'm a heavyweight, ain't talkin' pound for pound, n*gga (I ain't talkin' pound for pound, n*gga)
b*tch, I get the business cleared, they come and knock you down, n*gga (They come and knock you down, n*gga)
Let a n*gga play with mine, we been done killed the town, n*gga (We be done killed the town, n*gga)
I ain't lyin', n*gga

[Outro]
(That n*gga Nate crazy, okay, bet)
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