Lyrics

Flippa!
On who?
ON MEEEEE!
(Aye let that shit ride Tav)
What you tell em Flip?
Hell naw
Here you go again
Asking me for shit
Don’t be asking me for nun
Better go and ask that bitch
Hell naw
Here you go again
Asking me for money
Hell naw! (Oh hell naw!)
Now they say i’m acting funny
Hell naw
I ain’t got it
Hell naw
You can’t get it
And this my motherfucking car
Hell naw yo ass can’t rent it
Credit card on Master P
Hell naw I ain’t got no limit (On who?)
Real talk I put that shit on me
On me this ain’t no gimmick (On me!)
Back on my bull-shit again
Like Mike
I’m a 10 outta 10
Strike
Say you ain’t fucking with me?
Alright (Dafuq)
Got left cuz you can’t get right
Tried to get right once yo ass got left
Dusty ass hoe
You a book on the shelf
Talk that shit
Now you asking for help
I got the answers for you
Don’t be asking
Can you stay with me?
Hell naw
Ride with me?
Hell naw
Vibe with me?
Smoke my loud with me?
Hell naw
Gotta get it off my chest
It’s some shit i gotta tell yall
I’m done saying yes
Now the answer gone be
Hell naw
I thought I told you once
Am i gone tell you twice
Hell naw
You must don’t know the lingo
Let me be precise
Hell No
You already know the answer
So don’t ask me no more
Let me slow it down for you
Alright ready?
Here we go
Be like 'Can i pay yo car note?'
Hell no
'Yo light bill?'
Hell no
They be talking bout they rent due
Dafuq you tell me for
Better get up off yo ass
We got the same 24
I gotta show yo ass the door
Cuz now the answer gone be no
Hell naw
Here you go again
Asking me for shit
Don’t be asking me for nun
Better go and ask that bitch
Hell naw!
Here you go again
Asking me for money
Hell naw! (Oh hell naw!)
Now they say i’m acting funny
Hell naw
I ain’t got it
Hell naw
You can’t get it
And this my motherfucking car
Hell nah yo ass can’t rent it
Credit card on Master P
Hell naw I ain’t got no limit (On who?)
Real talk I put that shit on me
On me this ain’t no gimmick (On me!)
Written by: Tavis Moore, Terranesha Harris
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