BMO - Stop Askin' Lyrics

Yeah
Uh huh
Yeah
Uh huh
Uh, Lets go

Bitch I'm swaggin' yeah
Bitch I'm makin' shit happen yeah
Causin' havoc yeah
Swervin' in and out traffic yeah
Countin' cabbage yeah
'Member when I ain't have it yeah
Livin lavish yeah
Pullin' off with a bad bitch yeah
We attackin' yeah
Glock came with attachments yeah
What's cracking yeah
Turning niggas to fractions yeah
Stop actin' yeah
Niggas ain't bout no action yeah
Stop askin' yeah
Want a feature, I'm taxin' yeah

Yeah, Uh huh
Yeah you niggas don't get it
Shit you doing, I already did it
Just like thug, I run up them digits
Get the head and then I dismiss it
He was talking and then he went missin'
Got Margiela on me while I'm shittin'
Wave a stack up in her face like I'm fisin'

Wave a stack in her face
Now she big-eyed and bushy-tailed
I be saving these hoes like a fairy tail
I meet up with the plug, bring my own scale
I don't need you niggas, pay my own bail
Pay that boy a visit so he won't tell
You only copping shit when it's on sale
Bitch bad, fat ass and long nails
Throwin' ass, I'ma catch it like Odell

Yeah
I'ma catch it
I knew this shit was gone happen no guessing uh huh
It's a blessing
This shit so easy, can't help it, I'm flexing uh huh
I ain't stressing
Getting so high, I can't feel the depression uh huh
Gotta question
How do it feel to always come in second? uh huh
You the two and I'm always gone be the one
Only come out at night, never seen the sun
If I had a twin, then I'm the evil one
All this green falling like the Eagles one
I got two bitches, don't want either one
Always told my mama I'm gone be someone
Rockin' Yeezys but not the Adidas ones
She be blowing me like she Lance Stevenson

She gone blow me nonstop
Pretty soon yeah I'm reaching the top
Uh huh
When I walk out the shop
Bags on bags, they thinking they props
Uh huh
And I know she a bop
Hit it then pass to bro, yeah we swap
Uh huh
All this shit that I rock
Yeah they call me Sir-Flexing-A-Lot