[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Ayy

[Chorus]
I ain't gotta ask, I know my mama proud of me
And my n***a, we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies
You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side
Every time that a young n***a ride
Hundred shots up out this chopper, let 'em glide
I can't let 'em slide, 'cause it fuck with my pride
I'm in the club with my glizzy and my blicky
Tryin' not to hurt somebody, ayy

[Verse]
'Cause I was stuck up in the storm when the rain came
We don't care where it's at, we do it broad day
I let the opps run the city, tryna maintain
Goin' down the wrong road gave me road rage
I had to tell 'em we ain't goin' for nothin', don't know what the squad on
A rich n***a like the lotto, sippin' moscato
I put a n***a on the news, I probably read 'bout him
Her head super-duper fire, made her head throttle
He say, "Tell me the meanin' of a thug"
I'd rather be a gangster 'cause I can't show no love
'Fore I do my dirt, I mask it on with a glove
If he get up in my way, then I'ma hit him with a slug, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I ain't gotta ask, I know my mama proud of me
And my n***a, we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies
You ain't gotta ask if it's on me, it's on the side
Every time that a young n***a ride
Hundred shots up out this chopper, let 'em glide
I can't let 'em slide, 'cause it fuck with my pride
I'm in the club with my glizzy and my blicky
Tryin' not to hurt somebody (Nah, nah, nah, nah)

[Outro]
Ayy, got my glizzy and my blicky, tryin' not to hurt somebody
Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah
Bum, bum, NLE the top shotta, yeah
Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda