[ Intro]
AIN'T NO QUESTION ABOUT IT!
[VERSE ONE: PHUNKEY BREWSTER]
Went from being religious
To being conscious
Now my momma think I'm lost
She said nothing's for free baby girl
Everything come with a cost
Arm leg leg Arm head
Created in his image
Break bread
Tony Danza
I'm the boss
Ain't no question about it
Naw
Smoked a ounce with my man
What I was stressing for?
Forget about it
Took a trip up town
Saw my girl
Yeah, yeah
She been about it
We smoked a blunt
And then we went out
We don't love these n***a's
That trend been out
Heart colder then Winter
Selfie-stick game on Splinter
We get dressed up just to show you ain't a
WINNER!
Bet she'll lick the whole squad
If you lent her
Bet she'll cook the whole Squad dinner if you lent her
Bet she don't come back if you lent her
But we don't love these hoes so back we sent her!
[Chorus]
Ain't no question about it! X3
[Verse Two]
That Robert De Niro
That real John Gotti
We don't snitch around here
Just catch them bodies
That Gun In the dash
That Gun in the stash
That Black Italian stallion
When she throwing that a**
I rap like a n***a
Cause I hung around n***as
Short me on that cash
You gone have to
Answer to n***as
Noooooo you don't want this problem n***a x2
I roll up in a car all black
Wearing everything all black
My squad posted up in the back
Your squad ain't no where to be seen
Ratatata tats tat
You ducking
I ain't pull nothing out yet!
My squad looking like Mortal Kombat...
Cause We all making power moves
My squad ain't never lose
It's your destiny you choose
This is not a game
Stay in your lane
Get your squad cropped
If yah out of frame