[Intro]
Uh, ayy, youngin' in this bitch
You ain't havin' no paper problems
You havin' a lot of hater problems, though
Rich, huh?

[Verse 1]
They like, "Stunna, who the hottest?"
Me, I'm just being honest
I'm in there like dick riders
If he ain't gang, he can't sit beside us
'Cause I don't know if he ridin'
Uh, shit, I don't know if he lyin'
Uh, n***a, you could just be rhymin'
Like, what you gon' do when we slide in?
They like, "N***a, did you sign?"
Nah, I just been on my grind
Yeah, I count them racks, then I'm tired
Uh, I'm in the booth gettin' fried, uh-huh
Young n***a cleanin' them tide
Heat on my side, we got them P's on the ride
Tweet on my side, boy, you can't beef on my side
'Cause my n***as eat 'em alive

[Chorus]
Questions, these n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions, questions
These n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions

[Verse 2]
Ayy, Stunna
What's up?
What's the ticket on the pressure?
We can get two-five right now, I'm pulling up, n***a, I ain't taking no lesson
Man, n***a, you testing
Shit, I'll swag you off for eleven
Alright, bro, where you at?
I'm at a spot, shit, pull up looking like sweet pull-in
He ain't get shit, we finesse him
Oops, he should've known better
Uh, my youngins really be steppin' reckless
Lil' n***a stain him for cheddar
Rich Whammy, real hammy
What fuck bankers do? Get fanny
I take your bitch and she start undressin'
Get off my dick, you sound like a detector
[Chorus]
Questions, these n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions, questions
These n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions

[Verse 3]
Like, "Who is Glo and what's up with him?"
Shit, you should already know
If I say go, he go
Ain't no lil' boy, lil' n***a, that's broke
Bro, free my n***a 'cause he up the road
And he standing on ten toes
Man, I can't believe these n***as saying "Free my n***as," know it damn well that they told
Stunna man put the essence sold
Oh, I got my neck froze, gold
I'm in that mo, oh
I got "Judah" tatted, I'm always on go mode
I'm counting cheese, I got your bitch on the knees
She giving me low-blow smoke, n***a, puff
And we gon' put 'em in the oven

[Chorus]
Questions, these n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions, questions
These n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions
[Verse 4]
Uh, uh, this bitch keep asking me questions
Uh, she must think she special
Bitch, get the fuck out my message
Uh, she better, she only tweak a few letters
Uh, he wanna tweak better
I might serve him a peak setup
He pull up, his teeth ketchup
Lil' bro put him on the stretcher
Uh, hop on the beat, lesson
Ain't nobody do it better
I spend some bands on my teeth
I spend some bands on my necklace
I be too damn hot, and I be flexing like a wrestler

[Chorus]
Questions, these n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions, questions
These n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions
Questions, these n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions, questions
These n***as keep asking me questions
I don't need no suggestions, uh, n***a, I don't need no lecture
Uh, questions