Yukmouth - Why Ask Why lyrics

(Verse 1) I used to give 44 P, CCAC Had a mule moving packs over to DC My connect needing fast need some extra cheese I got stuck with some gra** and it ain’t even green But I got peeps down south that would take ‘em off my hands Got ‘em for the food, sold ‘em for the grand Pimping on the low, once I met the man At first I had no clue but now I got a plan Got a solid team, a bunch of solid k**ers Got a job for the years that actually set the skrilla You know the rules, ain’t no speaking unless you spoken to If you a boss n***a, do what bosses do I stay pushing it baby, call salt and pepper I tax on the mammals fast and I got freckles I move past of you hoes and send ‘em past to river sponsored links I got basketball balls call shots like Dark Rivers (Hook) The regime I got this rap game put on lock Why ask why Don’t you ask me no questions and I won’t tell no lies (Won’t tell no lies) Getting money our hussle about to do And dont give a damn about whatever happen to you We getting wild (x6) (Verse 2) As time blown the bright and the pile recks his boil I’m down south in H town with that Texas oil I’m in that black coat by a thing 4 on 4 This one to go I got enough to make georgia snow Got kush for the 6 and bricks for 27 24/7 counting money like we’re in the recession Lead the weapon on my n***a it’s pitching and catching I’m stretching thickens while I’m gripping that snitch and the west end From Oakland to Cleveland, from Cleveland to Acland I’m sending a package then collecting the cabbage Touch down home run what’s the bad navage f**ing models with the fattest a**es out in cali batches Vacuum ceiling then I send the power down They go for 50 out of town, gotta lock it down Young town it’s 2 thous’ for the Bobby Brown Running break n***a I got papi in the lobby now (Hook) The regime I got this rap game put on lock Why ask why Don’t you ask me no questions and I won’t tell no lies (Won’t tell no lies) Getting money our what’s about to do And dont give a damn about whatever happen to you We getting wild (x6) (Verse 3) I got that cake, and that blue flakes Go order up in that paint That super duper sugar will leave you with buggers away Have you bleeding from the nose like it’s pulp fiction But I’m Scarface I’m good fella but a rad guy Say hi better do or die I ride but it’s time to ride Don’t call me for bullsh** I still might go , fluid in Regime, changing the range I’m insane When it comes to getting paper I’m getting that membrane Damn thing changed , but still mobbin, no robbin Strictly with the business my n***a I’m with the poppin And it’s more than a few of them things than a n***a coppin And a 6 5 , 6 lash things some drop yea (Verse 4) Remember me I’m the n***a knocking at your door No sky mask just some gucci’s and my 44′s Shake it like a pit, now show me what I came for Talking sh** like a b**h hold tight on the floor Life with no scoops , pisces with no dough Chop and let the barrel smoke, no hesitation let ‘em go Switch cheese your 4 door like I’m going postal Bottom line motherf**er I would toast you Sharp it up in the coop, D boy in the soup Rock star mojo host, think I’m pimpin like Drew Chrome spin and slide through, like a Ice cube Counting money all day my n***a what you about to do The regime I got this rap game put on lock