Ask Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Rob Gates] Nigga Ayo, I told them niggas this shit get real scary (I'm in the backseat with two strap heats) 45 minutes away (And I'm 'bout to play, wassup!) 5 hours away from you niggas (I'm right here, nigga! I'm comin'!) I'm not even playin', hold up Bitch, tell 'em how I pull up (It's Rob Gates, nigga! Da Cloth!) Yeah, get my vocals right for me I told 'em what I told 'em though, Chup, haha I squeeze 5 automatic, nigga (Speed, what up?) Hahahahahahaha You're on my toe, lil' nigga Uh, look (Let's go, uh, huh) [Verse 1: Rob Gates] Pink dots glew, let it Glock through, huh (Pink dots!) These niggas Pac and robbers (They kill!) I know some niggas in my hood, who'll stop yo' pockets (Then gon' stop yo' shit!) You leavin' witcho chain, that's not a option, heh, nigga (You gon' die!) My shit beyond toxic, rifle with the optics (Ho-ho) I told my youngin shoot, nigga hit a object (He hit a nigga!) But I never let 'em see me sweat (I could never let 'em!) He got hit, they left brain, on his TV deck (They spilled for him!) I got some shit y'all ain't seen it yet (Y'all ain't seen it yet!) I been fuckin' up in 2020, these niggas runnin' from me (Hey, look, why they runnin'?) And I never really needed a feature (Never needed it!) I never seen a rap nigga, eager to meet ya But I fuck with who I fuck with (Yeah) Y'all niggas on some hoe shit (Yeah) Whole lotta killas, I'm affiliated with 'em (I'm affiliated!) I got situations with 'em, 50 shot in the passenger (50!) Lil' nigga suited in the backseat [Chorus: Rob Gates] And before he shoot it, he gon' ask me And before he shoot it, he gon' ask me Uh, and before he shoot it, he gon' ask me And before he shoot it, he gon' ask me And before he shoot it, he gon' ask me Uh, and before he shoot it, he gon' ask me [Verse 2: M.A.V.] Yeah, that's Five-Seven, holdin' 20 shit that's good and plenty (It's more than enough) Shit, that nigga that's ridin' with you make the 5 friendly (It's him) A dollar on yo' head, it won't require any He don't know no better, he different, he done retired many I always take a nigga under the wings (I always bring one in) Once he get to the other side, crown him, make him a king (Yep) Went from chain snatchers and car thieves to wavin' his thing First he kissed the hand of who gave him life, tastin' the ring (Mwah) I play the dark, niggas rarely in it He got it parked and near the park, muzzle break for the sparks That's somethin' that's rarely in it (Y'all can handle that?) I be writin' he wreakin' havoc, they swear he timid (Yeah) I get a order, he on you niggas, I swear you finished My spittin' image, I'm seein' the similarities Aggressive with the measure since way of thinkin' is scarin' me (Shit is scary) As crazy as it is, he wanna feel who I trust (He wanna feel) It's never them, what would you do, if you was us? [Chorus: Rob Gates] And before he shoot it, he gon' ask me Uh, and before he shoot it, he gon' ask me And before he shoot it, he gon' ask me Uh, and before he shoot it, he gon' ask me