No Question
Nard & B
Bobby Kritical
Music Major
All of my niggas is reckless
Sip on that mud straight from Texas
I spend a grip on my necklace
Told her to give me a second
Fucking with me is a blessing
Ain't about money, don't test it
New whip it look like the Jetsons
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
New whip it look like the Jetsons
Fucking with me is a blessing
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag
These niggas mad
I pull up in shit that you never had
Pulled up in shit that you never had nigga let drag
Race, Wraith, paper plates, you late
I'm straight, stack up, my safe
Me and you can't relate
Selling nickels in a weight, ooh
Cartiers on my face, ooh
Bad bitch want a taste yeah
I can tell you wanna hate ay
But I get love in every state ho
All of my niggas is reckless
Sip on that mud straight from Texas
I spend a grip on my necklace
Told her to give me a second
Fucking with me is a blessing
Ain't about money, don't test it
New whip it look like the Jetsons
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
New whip it look like the Jetsons
Fucking with me is a blessing
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got the vision
Baby I'm pitching
You on a nigga make your decision
She let me crash
Foot on the gas
That's a collision
Oh that's your nigga?
Listen he is not in my division
Major paper
Major flavor
Play them hoes like Sega
I ain't doing no favors
20 acres, no neighbors
My hoe vanilla like wafers
Dreads braided with a taper
Blowing gas out the vapor
All of my niggas is reckless
Sip on that mud straight from Texas
I spend a grip on my necklace
Told her to give me a second
Fucking with me is a blessing
Ain't about money, don't test it
New whip it look like the Jetsons
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
New whip it look like the Jetsons
Fucking with me is a blessing
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
Bobby Kritical
Music Major
All of my niggas is reckless
Sip on that mud straight from Texas
I spend a grip on my necklace
Told her to give me a second
Fucking with me is a blessing
Ain't about money, don't test it
New whip it look like the Jetsons
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
New whip it look like the Jetsons
Fucking with me is a blessing
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag
These niggas mad
I pull up in shit that you never had
Pulled up in shit that you never had nigga let drag
Race, Wraith, paper plates, you late
I'm straight, stack up, my safe
Me and you can't relate
Selling nickels in a weight, ooh
Cartiers on my face, ooh
Bad bitch want a taste yeah
I can tell you wanna hate ay
But I get love in every state ho
All of my niggas is reckless
Sip on that mud straight from Texas
I spend a grip on my necklace
Told her to give me a second
Fucking with me is a blessing
Ain't about money, don't test it
New whip it look like the Jetsons
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
New whip it look like the Jetsons
Fucking with me is a blessing
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got the vision
Baby I'm pitching
You on a nigga make your decision
She let me crash
Foot on the gas
That's a collision
Oh that's your nigga?
Listen he is not in my division
Major paper
Major flavor
Play them hoes like Sega
I ain't doing no favors
20 acres, no neighbors
My hoe vanilla like wafers
Dreads braided with a taper
Blowing gas out the vapor
All of my niggas is reckless
Sip on that mud straight from Texas
I spend a grip on my necklace
Told her to give me a second
Fucking with me is a blessing
Ain't about money, don't test it
New whip it look like the Jetsons
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
New whip it look like the Jetsons
Fucking with me is a blessing
I got a bag no question, I got a bag no question
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Rackley, Kristopher Campbell, Trevon Campbell, Timothy Wells, Bobby Turner Jr., Quinton Cook, James Rosser Jr.
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