[ 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