I ain't gotta ask, I know my momma proud of me And my nigga we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side Everytime that a young nigga ride Hundred shots up out this choppa, let them glide I can't let him slide, 'cause they fuck with my pride I'm in the club with glizzy and my blicky Tryin' not hurt somebody, ayy
'Cause I was stuck up in the storm when rain came We don't care where it's at and we do it broad day I let the opps run the city, tryna maintain Goin' down the wrong road gave me road rage I had to tell 'em we ain't goin' for nothin' Don't know what the squad on But rich nigga like like the lotto, sippin' Muscato I put a nigga on the news, I probably read about him Her head super-duper fire, make her head throttle He say "Tell me the meanin' of a thug I rather be a gangsta, 'cause I can't show no love" 'Fore I do my dirt, I mask it on with a glove If he get up in my way, then I'ma hit him with the slug
I ain't gotta ask, I know my momma proud of me And my nigga we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side Everytime that a young nigga ride Hundred shots up out this choppa, let them glide I can't let him slide, 'cause they fuck with my pride I'm in the club with glizzy and my blicky Tryin' not hurt somebody (nah, nah, nah)
Ayy, got my glizzy and my blicky, tryin' not hurt somebody Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah Bum, bum, NLE the top shotta, yeah Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda
