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No Question

 

No Question

(album: Eazy 8 - 2020)


Money been coming in, bitch I'm keeping this shit coming
As long as we got more to spend, man I swear we ain't worried bout nothing
Fuck that fetti off on a foreign car for to the floor-side gunning
Ain't got no chill, still need a mill even when I'm on a full stomach (yeah)
Ain't no question, nigga gotta bring that check in
Ben Frank my best friend, squad close like my next of kin
Bossed up my section, ice from right to my left limbs
Bodyguard this F-N, drip too hard when I'm stepping in (woah)

Cash rule everything around me
Fuck a nigga mean, I want C.R.E.A.M
Keep enough water on me, drowning
Pull up too clean, European
Squad get to tripping, sipping lean
Bad bitches with us on the Beams
Championship team shit bitch, both hands full of rings
Used to sell a fiend through the screen door
Now we hooping hoes got us screened for
Now we hooping opps gotta check on the watch
By the time you blink, I blew a check on the watch
Pull up on you with four pockets full of extras, huh
Well on VVS-ing, huh
Diamonds made from the pressure, huh

Money been coming in, bitch I'm keeping this shit coming
As long as we got more to spend, man I swear we ain't worried bout nothing
Fuck that fetti off on a foreign car for to the floor-side gunning
Ain't got no chill, still need a mill even when I'm on a full stomach (yeah)
Ain't no question, nigga gotta bring that check in
Ben Frank my best friend, squad close like my next of kin
Bossed up my section, ice from right to my left limbs
Bodyguard this F-N, drip too hard when I'm stepping in (woah)

Ain't no question, ain't no two ways about it bitch
If it's bout that bread, I'm going too brazy bout it bitch
Money stay on my mind, all the damn time
Talking 25 ay yeah
Fuck ya feelings, cry and play yeah
Fetti would come in, prezzy never sure sure
Time coming until the door close
Both middle fingers out on a new Mercedes for a fuck nigga and broke hoe
Run through a pint and then pour me some more
Fucking around on these drugs til I'm feeling numb
I got so many ways I can get to it
It be so hard for me to pick one

Money been coming in, bitch I'm keeping this shit coming
As long as we got more to spend, man I swear we ain't worried bout nothing
Fuck that fetti off on a foreign car for to the floor-side gunning
Ain't got no chill, still need a mill even when I'm on a full stomach (yeah)
Ain't no question, nigga gotta bring that check in
Ben Frank my best friend, squad close like my next of kin
Bossed up my section, ice from right to my left limbs
Bodyguard this F-N, drip too hard when I'm stepping in (woah)

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