Ask About Me

Now, nigga better have that cash right in here, man
Unless y'all ain't the dick
Look at that hard rock, dawg
I don't know, I was about to file it, but I don't show up

He keep showing up with this paper on his heart, he ain't even playing like this, man
These niggas acting janky
This nigga, man
Who is this, man

Sister, jitterball nigga, I'm full of drugs
All I know is get it from the mud, so that's what I does
In this MBM type D.I.E
I bleed these streets, sent elements to read

Nigga asked about me
I never fold on beef
Never talk to police
Nigga asked about me

I kept them pounds for cheap
And kept the blood on them keys
Nigga asked about me
Damn, I don't even know where to start from

Car wrench a part of where I got my heart from
When big Duke died, dug him with a outcome
Troublesome, who on the bump, who on the thumb
Tell my family, Vaughn stuck in a pen

Piru, nigga, we all in
We Marvin
This creation is fire, but paper chasing hard time
Clean cape, we try houses in cold cases, motherfucker

May slime out of nothing
Two choppers in the bucket, and we bouncing off busting
Tell the other side, no frontin'
Straight hunting, and words to the wild

Motherfucker, we coming, get money
Sister, jitterball nigga, I'm full of drugs
All I know is get it from the mud, so that's what I does
In this MBM type D.I.E

I bleed these streets, sent elements to read
Nigga asked about me
I never fold on beef
Never talk to police

Nigga asked about me
I kept them pounds for cheap
And kept a plug on them keys
Nigga asked about me

Let the plug be said
Sneak jab and you'll be confronted
MBM always in the mood for hunting
Cali boy, keep my mind blunt

I be in the trap, trapping like my time coming
Jitterball throwing a middle finger, assume it's 12 past
I remember walking out of prison with a jail band
Life could really become so exhausting

Best friends moving like moving targets
You a snake if you can't look me in my eyes
How can I get caught without it
I can't leave it at the high

Sister, jitterball nigga, I'm full of drugs
All I know is get it from the mud, so that's what I does
In this MBM type D.I.E
I bleed these streets and every mystery

Nigga asked about me
I never fold on beef
Never talk to police
Nigga asked about me

I kept them pounds for cheap
And kept a plug on them keys
Nigga asked about me