ASK ABOUT ME

Ha
You tired as fuck, hoe (yeah)
Time for you to hang it up, hoe (ayy)
It's time for you to hang it up, hoe, you tired as fuck

Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe
(Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe)
Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe
(Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe)
Bitch, I'm on your line, you always poppin' it, you scary, hoe
25 on my wrist, do you hear me, though? (Hear me, though?)
Richest bitch from my city, though (you hear me, though?)
You let them viewers gas you up, we can't hear you, hoe

20K in cash on my ass, Mike Amiri store
I'ma do the dash on a nigga, you in your feelings, hoe
Ha, get out your feelings, hoe
I'ma do the dash on a nigga, you in your feelings, hoe

Do you hear me, though? Drive my pen, you ain't come near me, hoe
Do you hear me, though? 15 bands ain't shit, I'll let it blow
Do you hear me, though? Behind them fake accounts, you bitter, hoe
Do you hear me, though? But, yeah, we TTG, we trained to go
Do you hear me, though? I'm in that spaceship, in that UFO
Do you hear me, though? You in Toyotas with a donut hole
Do you hear me, though? Ask 'bout my gang, I bet your nigga know
Ask your main nigga 'bout the gang, bet you he know

Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe
(Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe)
Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe
(Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe)
Bitch, I'm on your line, you always poppin' it, you scary, hoe
25 on my wrist, do you hear me, though? (Hear me, though?)
Richest bitch from my city, though (you hear me, though?)
You let them viewers gas you up, we can't hear you, hoe

Do you hear me, though? Designer pussy, big Stunna, hoe
Do you hear me, though? In my penthouse on the hundredth floor
Do you hear me, though? You in the bucket goin' live, hoe
Do you hear me, though? I'm hoppin' out, butterfly door

Do you hear me, though? I just flew in from Dubai, hoe
When you look at Stunna all you see is dollar signs glow
Thing about me, niggas love me first sight, though
Do you hear me, though? I got options, you a sideshow
Do you hear me, though? Pussy tighter then a dyke, though
Do you hear me, though? It makes my niggas bust inside, though
Do you hear me, though? I cut 'em off like a light, though
Stunna Girl trendsetter, we are not alike, hoe

Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe
(Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe)
Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe
(Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, hoe)
Bitch, I'm on your line, you always poppin' it, you scary, hoe
25 on my wrist, do you hear me, though? (Hear me, though?)
Richest bitch from my city, though
You let them viewers gas you up, we can't hear you, hoe

Richest bitch from my city, though
Richest bitch from my city, though



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Deveion D Toussant
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