Rhetorical Questions

They gone always fucking ask who run Little bitch I was bummy with no money Had no food in my tummy I was hungry I keep grinding now I'm stunting Little bitch I love stunting Why you hating go get money Pocket watching you dummy Who ya mother? Mine a gangster Born a thinking You a wansta Big Gwuapo I slide on the beat Like I play for the Mets I know im the best I could put that on the set Or put that on gang I use my brain To get what I want F*ck you mean I want everything So I lock in the booth And I put in that work When I pop out Ya bitch wanna gurk She sucking my dick Until my shit hurt I was problem child Now im solving All my mutha fucking problems now When we pull up we hop out Surban Before jump out you know that we lurking We deep we look like we purging Put it in she said it was hurting Took it out put it all in her mouth She yelling just nut in my mouth I did then I kick that bitch Damm They say im so disrespectful F*ck these hoes bro They wanna f*ck me cause the bank rolls Bank roll can't fold big knots Can't wife no thot I just need a big boat or a small yacht With the same niggas that I started with From day one we gone all look around And ask the same question like Who run it Little bitch I was bummy with no money Had no food in my tummy I was hungry I keep grinding now I'm stunting Little bitch I love stunting Why you hating go get money Pocket watching you dummy Who ya mother? Mine a gangster Born a thinking You a wansta