I Gotta Ask
(专辑: Rage & The Machine - 2016)
Look, standing in the
cypher rocking To driving some of the
hottest cars New Jersey's ever seen To dropping some of the
dopest mixtapes that you ever heard And it's all courtesy of weed, a
couple of Percs, and lean, baby I
wish you niggas that would owe me some bread would come and drop it off I
wish she start tongueing a
girl, but she won't pop it off Wish I
knew you wasn't with the
shit, so what you hopping for? When pussy's thrown your way every nanosecond it's not an option ya'll Normally a
sponge, but this some shit I
just cannot absorb Why ya'll are dressed like Metro Boomin? I
wish you would knock it off Wish the
best MC didn't mean who is more popular But I
just booked my next nine months, ready to lock and more Money is a
lot to grab Before we get to it there's a
question that I
gotta ask Where's all my niggas with the
rubber grips? (bust shots) And if you with me mama, I'm rubbing ya tits, and whatnot I
hear they thinking bout speaking my name Bet if they could I'm takin bets Money on my hood, money on me, I'm good Money on the
wood, money on wishing that money would That's him against the
wild life And I
got money on the
woods, baby Two bitches, three's company, how I
half with her This Hennessy don't do the
trick, then watch this Jack trip her I'm tryna' buy a
compound, I
need the
pad bigger Thats seven bed rooms, eight and half baths, I
figure Bad strippers, and fraudulent hourglass figures Got every bartender thinking she'll get a
glass slipper You see a
line of bottles coming, guess who ordering 'em I'm pointing at one, they all coming in Every rapper in your crew, my crew is slaughtering them Put vegetables in your house, nobody walking again What time you get off, I'm showing up there Nine in one hand, .45 in the
other, round quarter to ten I
mean, the
money is a
lot to grab Before we get into there's a
question that I
gotta ask Wheres all my niggas with the
rubber grips? (bust shots) And if you with me ma, I'm rubbing ya tits, and whatnot How many MC's must get dissed? In the
great words of Buckshot my answer is "why the
fuck not?" Come to bars, I'm the
same nigga that love to club hop Don't be the
guy to get your entire team in a
rough spot We the
OG, thorough niggas, hugging the
block Way down to the
crooked businessman thats fudging them docs The
early teams in the
hoods out there fucking with cops Know they fuck with us back now, especially if you black now It's Joe