Tay B and A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Ask

Reuel, stop playin'
You ain't gotta ask for anything, yeah
Yeah, hmm

You ain't gotta ask for anything
She fucked with me when I ain't have anything
So I'ma give you that cash, yeah
I'ma get you them bags, them bags, them bags
Don't ask for anything
You fucked with me when I ain't have anything
So I'm give you that cash, yeah
I'ma get you them bags, them bags, them bags

Yeah, I really think I want you
Yeah, she gon' let me fuck 'cause I want to
Yeah, give you the world 'cause I'm 'posed to
Yeah, I just feel like I owe you, got so much to show you
I know I just met you, it feel like I know you
Whenever you hurtin', yeah, I'm who you go to, yeah
Tell me everything because I'm who you close to, yeah
Stayed the same, you don't say, "I miss the old you", yeah
Do anything to keep you
Yeah, I won't let you leave because I need you
Big crib, all glass, it ain't see through
Every bitch I had was weak, how did I meet you?

You ain't gotta ask for anything
She fucked with me when I ain't have anything
So I'ma give you that cash, yeah
I'ma get you them bags, them bags, them bags
Just don't ask for anything
She fucked with me when I ain't have anything
So I'm give you that cash, yeah
I'ma get you them bags, them bags, them bags

She told me to go to hell like I was Rell, that's funny
They want my heart to break already felt that comin'
Don't do no hand to hand, I told 'em, "Mail that Donnie"
We check for wires, niggas carry bugs not Bunny, ha
You make me wanna go, go
You told me you was gon' ride more than vehicles
Fuckin' with these bitches that I don't know
And I don't know why I feel so cold
VVS's shine like they dipped in snow
Spent three hundred thousand on Christian clothes
And I treated you so bad, you're so bad
You ain't even gotta ask for anything
Pull up in a Wraith, it's not a Range
She needs a GPS to know my ways
I just hope that you don't crash
You're so bad, you ain't even gotta ask

You ain't gotta ask for anything
She fucked with me when I ain't have anything
So I'ma give you that cash, yeah
I'ma get you them bags, them bags, them bags
Just don't ask for anything
She fucked with me when I ain't have anything
So I'm give you that cash, yeah
I'ma get you them bags, them bags, them bags

Written by:
Diamante Warren, Artist Julius Dubose

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