[Verse 1: Ryda]
Rolling with this sh** I'm on a wave
Count it up and stash it in a safe
I just been gone a couple days
But I just been k**ing all them fake n***as riding with the real ones
Pull up to the spot like I'm motherf**ing DJango
Flow so sick when you get it n***a you gon' catch a cold
Said I couldn't do it but I did it on my own
Oh my, oh no
You got it wrong n***a
Rapping is my sh** so you can't faze a n***a
Keep yourself in check
n***a stay in your lane
Don't be asking all them questions
b**h I run the game
b**h I run the game
Sole's worn out?
n***a I got the fix
n***as know better than to take on a king
Young n***a shining take cover lil' b**h
I be throwing shades
Like I'm throwing sungla**es
Schooling all these n***as
Like “get to your cla**es”
I grind on a daily
b**h I'm a Legend
Don't get your feelings involved, I'm allergic
I know we f** around
The sh** is like magic
I can't kick it with ya
Girl, I am so sorry
Those are some regular lines for this n***a
But I just might have hit it
Money over b**hes
They know that already
n***as getting jelly
I should get some bread
Chillin' in the Venza at a hundred and twenty
They throwing them questions
The answer's expensive
They cannot afford it
Like Bruh…
[Chorus: Ryda]
Y'all should really know I did it with no help
Ain't no doubt about this sh**
I'm the best
n***as shoulda known
I cannot be tamed
Now they wanna know what it really takes
Don't be asking all them questions
Don't be asking all them questions
Don't be asking all them questions
Mind your muhf**ing business
Don't be asking all them questions
Don't be asking all them questions
Don't be asking all them questions
I ain't giving you no answers
What's your muhf**ing problem?
[Verse 2: Rilwan]
God on the mic
You n***as should stop asking questions
Cause you n***as ain't got the answers
Drop a single like I'm Fetty
Stop joking ‘cause I meant it
Aye, yeah
Y'all n***as should stop the posting
It's too tight claustrophobic
Jump down aerobics
She say she bad call the police
Real n***as be there for me
Drop the girls ‘cause they forming
Bring it back ‘cause I lost it
Man real n***as be there for me
Drop the beat ‘cause I love the fans
Bring it back ‘cause I need a stand
DJ need a fan base
Now I need to work for my last pay
Then next on to my fan page
Now I'm going f** the last stage
Man you n***as should start growing up
Still excited ‘cause I'm going up
Everybody wants a f**ing song
Yeah Ryda what's going on?
Got a song ‘‘cause I'm f**ing faded
Now I'm back ‘cause a n***a waited
[Chorus: Ryda]
Y'all should really know I did it with no help
Ain't no doubt about this sh**
I'm the best
n***as shoulda known
I cannot be tamed
Now they wanna know what it really takes
Don't be asking all them questions
Don't be asking all them questions
Don't be asking all them questions
Mind your muhf**ing business
I ain't giving you no answers
Don't be asking all them questions
Don't be asking all them questions
What's your muhf**ing problem?
Problem