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no question - skeme lyrics

[hook]
money been coming in, b*tch i’m keeping this sh*t coming
as long as we got more to spend, man i swear we ain’t worried bout nothing
f*ck that fetti off on a foreign car for to the floor*side gunning
ain’t got no chill, still need a mill even when i’m on a full stomach (yeah)
ain’t no question, n*gga gotta bring that check in
ben frank my best friend, squad close like my next of kin
bossed up my section, ice from right to my left limbs
bodyguard this f*n, drip too hard when i’m steppin’ in (woah)

[verse 1]
cash rule everything around me
f*ck a n*gga mean, i want c.r.e.a.m
keep enough water on me, drowning
pull up too clean, european
squad get to trippin’, sippin’ lean
bad b*tches with us on the beams
championship team sh*t b*tch, both hands full of rings
used to sell a fiend through the screen door
now we hoopin’ hoes got us screened for
now we hoopin’ opps gotta check on the watch
by the time you blink, i blew a check on the watch
pull up on you with four pockets full of extras, huh
well on vvs*ing, huh
diamonds made from the pressure, huh
[hook]
money been coming in, b*tch i’m keeping this sh*t coming
as long as we got more to spend, man i swear we ain’t worried bout nothing
f*ck that fetti off on a foreign car for to the floor*side gunning
ain’t got no chill, still need a mill even when i’m on a full stomach (yeah)
ain’t no question, n*gga gotta bring that check in
ben frank my best friend, squad close like my next of kin
bossed up my section, ice from right to my left limbs
bodyguard this f*n, drip too hard when i’m steppin’ in (woah)

[verse 2]
ain’t no question, ain’t no two ways about it b*tch
if it’s bout that bread, i’m going too brazy bout it b*tch
money stay on my mind, all the d*mn time
talking 25 ay yeah
f*ck ya feelings, cry and play yeah
fetti would come in, prezzy never sure sure
time coming until the door close
both middle fingers out on a new mercedes for a f*ck n*gga and broke hoe
run through a pint and then pour me some more
f*ckin’ around on these drugs til i’m feelin’ numb
i got so many ways i can get to it
it be so hard for me to pick one

- skeme lyrics

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