Tyepacino - What You Wan' Ask (feat. Burnout) Lyrics

What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
Yeah bad bitch wan' suck me up
I just poured a 4, went and doubled my cup
F*ck the pack up now I gotta re-up
I don't know them but I bet they know us
I don't smile in no pics I just throw the 4s up
I ain't chasing no thots I'm way too focused
2019 I'm hopping out the Lotus
Tell her ask what she want you know she nosey
Met a witch in the woods she gave me potion
I just keep on going
Put her in rotation
I'mma rearrange her
She gone pray for me
Cuz I be round some danger
I be in the booth
I be making bangers alright
Staying away from the foolishness
I put my all in the music so this shit amusing
How easy we do it we stick and we moving
When we pulling up man that shit is a movie
Tell a bitch to be clueless like Stacy (Dash)
Yeah a n***a wan' ball like Tracy
In the crib watching Belly, bumping Jay-Z
Now it's like what more could you ask me
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean picture perfect on this shit like glass
Only wan' eat, Thanksgiving with my fam
N****s said I fell off and I'm looking like damn
Fentanyl get cut we ain't talking no xans
Got a hunnit in the drum try to rock with my band
And I keep me hella water like I stay by the sand
I just hit the studio I'm tryna super my saiyan
Super saiyan, Superman no capes
She was bad, super bad OK
She slurp like soup no way
Like them in twos both ways
Time right now bitch no waits
Fast lane crash lane no brakes
Told her I move at my own pace
She like what the f*ck you talking you ain't talking bout dates
Dare devil shit how I jump straight in it
Hear the devil in my conscious in the booth play with it
Opportunities and risks and for my freedom traded it
And this paper give my cuts so that's why I ain't saving it
N***a want a lot of whips, a lot of chains
Sorta like a slave
Play with the pressure I pay with the pain
Injury team no my n****s don't play
Keep on asking me questions like this the postgame
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France
What you wan' ask what you say you wan' ask
Clean white tee, ripped jeans my pants
Time right now can't miss my chance
Designer my belt from France yeah