Lyrics Any More Questions - Chetta

Any More Questions

Separate ya life
Feel Like Don Corleone
Pussy boy don’t wanna fight
Take it There I really would
Unless you don’t know what it’s like
Ima five time did state time and overnights
I put leverage in my right
Choppa lift up like a kite
Pop a banny and it’s on
Mixing wock up with the Sprite
Ask ya bitch she know the guy
Gang hit her with the Sly
Ima stay down and keep sound
You oversight
Painting pictures of a life
These bitches don’t wanna see
Took a lot for me to get where
These bitches just wanna be
I’ve done spent 10K with the plug like every week
I’ve done been round and stayed down like every street
Bought my first 44 I promise at fourteen
Gave that shit to Big KU
He gave it to LIL B
That’s the last I ever heard so bitch don’t ask me
Seen my first Quarter Bird in kitchen on jet ski
Snitches giving up the word they come and harass me
Think 'cause I was seventeen I wouldn’t want anything
Wrong place wrong time you bitches don’t know me
I’m the type to get a hundred out a fifty keep it coming
I’ve done swore in front your honor
He ain’t tripping I was wanted
I’ma hold up on the blunt
Until my fingers get to knowing
I’ma get all what I want
Until These wishes get to going
I’ma sip on what I want
Until these bitches get to Slowing