Skeme - No Question lyrics
[Skeme - No Question lyrics]
Money been coming in
Bitch I'm keeping this shit coming
As long as we got more to spend
Man I swear we ain't worried bout nothing
Fuck that fetti off on a foreign
Car for to the floor-side gunning
Ain't got no chill
Still need a mill even when
I'm on a full stomach (yeah)
Ain't no question
Nigga gotta bring that check in
Ben Frank my best friend
Squad close like my next of kin
Bossed up my section
Ice from right to my left limbs
Bodyguard this F-N
Drip too hard when i'm steppin' in (woah)
Cash rule everything around me
Fuck a nigga mean, I want CREAM
Keep enough water on me, drowning
Pull up too clean, European
Squad get to trippin', sippin' lean
Bad bitches with us on the Beams
Championship team shit bitch
Both hands full of rings
Used to sell to a fiend
Through the screen door
Now we hoopin' hoes got us screened for
Now we hoopin', opps gotta check on the watch
By the time you blink
I blew a check on the watch
Pull up on you with four
Pockets full of extras (huh)
Well on VVS-ing (huh)
Diamonds made from the pressure (huh)
Ain't no question
Ain't no two ways about it bitch
If it's bout that bread
I'm going too brazy bout it bitch
Money stay on my mind, all the damn time
Talking 25 ay yeah
Fuck ya feelings, cry and play yeah
Fetti would come in, prezzy never sure sure
Time coming until the door close
Both middle fingers out on a new Mercedes
For a fuck nigga and broke hoe
Run through a pint and then pour me some more
Fuckin' around on these drugs
Til i'm feelin' numb
I got so many ways I can get to it
It be so hard for me to pick one
Bitch I'm keeping this shit coming
As long as we got more to spend
Man I swear we ain't worried bout nothing
Fuck that fetti off on a foreign
Car for to the floor-side gunning
Ain't got no chill
Still need a mill even when
I'm on a full stomach (yeah)
Ain't no question
Nigga gotta bring that check in
Ben Frank my best friend
Squad close like my next of kin
Bossed up my section
Ice from right to my left limbs
Bodyguard this F-N
Drip too hard when i'm steppin' in (woah)
Cash rule everything around me
Fuck a nigga mean, I want CREAM
Keep enough water on me, drowning
Pull up too clean, European
Squad get to trippin', sippin' lean
Bad bitches with us on the Beams
Championship team shit bitch
Both hands full of rings
Used to sell to a fiend
Through the screen door
Now we hoopin' hoes got us screened for
Now we hoopin', opps gotta check on the watch
By the time you blink
I blew a check on the watch
Pull up on you with four
Pockets full of extras (huh)
Well on VVS-ing (huh)
Diamonds made from the pressure (huh)
Ain't no question
Ain't no two ways about it bitch
If it's bout that bread
I'm going too brazy bout it bitch
Money stay on my mind, all the damn time
Talking 25 ay yeah
Fuck ya feelings, cry and play yeah
Fetti would come in, prezzy never sure sure
Time coming until the door close
Both middle fingers out on a new Mercedes
For a fuck nigga and broke hoe
Run through a pint and then pour me some more
Fuckin' around on these drugs
Til i'm feelin' numb
I got so many ways I can get to it
It be so hard for me to pick one