No Questions - BlocBoy JB

Hah, hah

Word, word word

Yeah

They ask me all these questions, you know I ain’t answer shit, bitch

Check this out man

One thing 'bout me, you heard me

Hah

One thing 'bout me, I been 'bout a dollar bill

Put some money on your head, yeah the dollar kill

Shot a nigga 'till he dead, I got hundred skill

Love the blue hundreds, them my fuckin' favorite dollar bill

Nigga played yesterday, almost got killed

Cause told me don’t do it

He standin' there stupid, loc think 'bout your music

Your organization, the shit that you doin'

So I thought to myself, my flag stay to the left

Trojan, bitch I’m strapped to the death

Logan, purple red gang in myself

If you dissin' you rather off hangin' yourself

These niggas not authentic (no)

I came from the water with sharks in it (word)

Bitch I’m on point like a dart with it (yeah)

My car full of gas like a fart in it, for real (that's on my mama)

These niggas are nobodies

Back to teh basics, faded up like Yo Gotti

Say you killer, caught no bodies

Nigga talk around me, hit three out of four targets

Get smoked like Bob Marley

Headshot a nigga 'til he dead and his heart stoppin'

Yeah the feds found four bodies

Cracker ass bitch, like I said I don’t know 'bout it (that's on my mama)

Where was you at on the twenty-second?

Nah, can’t answer no questions (no questions)

Have you ever seen this Smith &Wesson?

Nah, do you want to sell it?

(how much?)

I was locked up in my celly (word)

Murder for hire, no snitchin' or tellin' (word)

I got no calls or no type of mailin' (word)

Tell me where you was at when I was jailing (word word word word)

Where was you at on the twenty-second?

(huh?)

Nah, can’t answer no questions (can't answer)

Have you ever seen this Smith &Wesson?

Nah, do you want to sell it?

(I want it)

I was locked up in my celly (woo)

Murder for hire, no snitchin' or tellin' (woo)

I got no calls or no type of mailin' (word)

Tell me where you was at when I was jailing (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Listen up boys, I’ma tell you how to do it

Smack a fuck nigga if he ever acting foolish

Fuckin' on your bitch, probably shoot a fuckin' movie

The way she kill you would think she was Jewish

Shouts out to my fuckin' jeweler

Got me iced out, ain’t nobody cooler

Send my homeboys just to do you

Y’all fuck around like the turtles in the sewer

Bitch I’m the shit like cow manure

I’m shootin' shit like Rodney Brewer

You talkin' shit, I’m runnin' to you

I call a hit, let the Fonz do you

Fuck on a bitch just to ice out my wrist

AOB, yeah it’s all off a bitch

Pass her to cause, I call that assist

Shoot a nigga 'til he swish

Where was you at on the twenty-second?

Nah, can’t answer no questions (no questions)

Have you ever seen this Smith &Wesson?

Nah, do you want to sell it?

(how much?)

I was locked up in my celly (word)

Murder for hire, no snitchin' or tellin' (word)

I got no calls or no type of mailin' (word)

Tell me where you was at when I was jailing (word word word word)

Where was you at on the twenty-second?

(huh?)

Nah, can’t answer no questions (can't answer)

Have you ever seen this Smith &Wesson?

Nah, do you want to sell it?

(I want it)

I was locked up in my celly (woo)

Murder for hire, no snitchin' or tellin' (woo)

I got no calls or no type of mailin' (word)

Tell me where you was at when I was jailing (yeah yeah yeah yeah)