If You Ask Me
Holon Cj
Holon Cj
Ye huh
If you ask me, huh
A lot of niggas posed to be dead, huh
If you ask me, huh
Your main niggas just turn fed
Oh if you ask me
Nothing come before the bread
A lot of these niggas play scared, I ain't playing
These niggas ain't really putting money on my head
These niggas ain't really playin' round with lead
Nigga I'd hate to be my target, I see red (I hate it)
I fuck around knock off his dreads
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
Been shooting guns since I was young
Still miss my drum, I been misled
Nigga I'm only ask you once
I ain't the type to go and beg
I ain't have no car, they had killed Chette
I went and slid on a peg
That boy had aimed at my leg
He must wouldn't thinking with his head
I let you live so go retreat
You wouldn't do the same shit if you was me (come on)
My clock got insecurities, I never post her on IG
I fell in love, her name KB
First gun I shot, Glock 23
I just made a 100K in my motherfuckin' sleep
No, literally
Told my shoota put the gun down,said you gon' know when
Cold world, heart cold
Just bury me on my own end
Your girl, my girl, nigga
Never really no knowing
I perform at a show, but they don't know, I don't got it showing
Nigga think he off the hook
He don't know that I know he movin' fishy though (come on)
I really ain't talk to 53 in some days
But nigga I miss you though
Saw my partner was a snake
I Came up on a couple K
What the fuck you pissy for (wuzzam)
Niggas tryin' for to slide
Potna died on a bike
Should've fired, you miss me though
Bitch
Make sure I walk out with my backend but don't check me at no door
They always greet me with my money
I ain't wavin' no fees though
And I don't even got nothin' on me
Twelve see me then they see dope
Showed my young niggas the ropes
So all the opps gon' see is smoke
If you ask me, huh
A lot of niggas posed to be dead, huh
If you ask me, huh
Your main niggas just turn fed
Oh if you ask me
Nothing come before the bread
A lot of these niggas play scared, I ain't playing
These niggas ain't really putting money on my head
These niggas ain't really playin' round with lead
Nigga I'd hate to be my target, I see red (I hate it, I hate it)
I fuck around knock off his dreads
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
I can't buy a bitch a bag
Ain't tryna pursue no hoe (nope)
I got a hiding spot just for the drugs in case they kick my door (wuzzam)
I ate the whole damn plate
Nigga I'm ready for the shit
Yo potna dissed, he shouldn't have missed
You better be ready for the blick, nigga
Don't trust no bitch that hoe don't listen
I told her don't post no pictures
Say fuck this paper that don't mean shit
I been real off the rip
Got rid of my cable I ain't stable, I don't show off for shit
Bones dislocated, one mistake I'm comin' off the hip
If you ask me, huh
A lot of niggas posed to be dead, huh
If you ask me, huh
Your main niggas just turn fed
Oh if you ask me
Nothing come before the bread
A lot of these niggas play scared, I ain't playing
These niggas ain't really putting money on my head
These niggas ain't really playin' round with lead
Nigga I'd hate to be my target, I see red
I fuck around knock off his dreads
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
These niggas know that I ain't playing
Niggas know they end up dead
Niggas know that I ain't scared
I'll pull up they grave
And put one in they head still
Nigga
Fuck is you saying
Ight that's it
Holon Cj
Ye huh
If you ask me, huh
A lot of niggas posed to be dead, huh
If you ask me, huh
Your main niggas just turn fed
Oh if you ask me
Nothing come before the bread
A lot of these niggas play scared, I ain't playing
These niggas ain't really putting money on my head
These niggas ain't really playin' round with lead
Nigga I'd hate to be my target, I see red (I hate it)
I fuck around knock off his dreads
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
Been shooting guns since I was young
Still miss my drum, I been misled
Nigga I'm only ask you once
I ain't the type to go and beg
I ain't have no car, they had killed Chette
I went and slid on a peg
That boy had aimed at my leg
He must wouldn't thinking with his head
I let you live so go retreat
You wouldn't do the same shit if you was me (come on)
My clock got insecurities, I never post her on IG
I fell in love, her name KB
First gun I shot, Glock 23
I just made a 100K in my motherfuckin' sleep
No, literally
Told my shoota put the gun down,said you gon' know when
Cold world, heart cold
Just bury me on my own end
Your girl, my girl, nigga
Never really no knowing
I perform at a show, but they don't know, I don't got it showing
Nigga think he off the hook
He don't know that I know he movin' fishy though (come on)
I really ain't talk to 53 in some days
But nigga I miss you though
Saw my partner was a snake
I Came up on a couple K
What the fuck you pissy for (wuzzam)
Niggas tryin' for to slide
Potna died on a bike
Should've fired, you miss me though
Bitch
Make sure I walk out with my backend but don't check me at no door
They always greet me with my money
I ain't wavin' no fees though
And I don't even got nothin' on me
Twelve see me then they see dope
Showed my young niggas the ropes
So all the opps gon' see is smoke
If you ask me, huh
A lot of niggas posed to be dead, huh
If you ask me, huh
Your main niggas just turn fed
Oh if you ask me
Nothing come before the bread
A lot of these niggas play scared, I ain't playing
These niggas ain't really putting money on my head
These niggas ain't really playin' round with lead
Nigga I'd hate to be my target, I see red (I hate it, I hate it)
I fuck around knock off his dreads
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
I can't buy a bitch a bag
Ain't tryna pursue no hoe (nope)
I got a hiding spot just for the drugs in case they kick my door (wuzzam)
I ate the whole damn plate
Nigga I'm ready for the shit
Yo potna dissed, he shouldn't have missed
You better be ready for the blick, nigga
Don't trust no bitch that hoe don't listen
I told her don't post no pictures
Say fuck this paper that don't mean shit
I been real off the rip
Got rid of my cable I ain't stable, I don't show off for shit
Bones dislocated, one mistake I'm comin' off the hip
If you ask me, huh
A lot of niggas posed to be dead, huh
If you ask me, huh
Your main niggas just turn fed
Oh if you ask me
Nothing come before the bread
A lot of these niggas play scared, I ain't playing
These niggas ain't really putting money on my head
These niggas ain't really playin' round with lead
Nigga I'd hate to be my target, I see red
I fuck around knock off his dreads
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
Been knocked that boy 'bout what he said
These niggas know that I ain't playing
Niggas know they end up dead
Niggas know that I ain't scared
I'll pull up they grave
And put one in they head still
Nigga
Fuck is you saying
Ight that's it
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