No Questions (Interlude)

Girl, I blow racks on you, no questions

Still actin' ungrateful, that's why I keep guessin

Told you keep it real, but you love the attention

Had the bag in your hand, fumbled love like possessions

Dealin' with a dime, but you gambled the blessings

Tried to double up, lost her place in the section

Had the table reserved, traded seats for opinions

You were front row love, now it's nosebleeds and questions

I don't fall in love, I just slide in her guts

Drip too clean, I don't speak, it just stunts

Said she feel used, but I gave her a rush

Told her relax, this ain't love, it's a crush

Had you livin' better, bitch, I put you in the hills

Coppin' all that attitude, baby, what's the deal

I upgraded quick, had to take her out the field

Girl, I blow racks on you, no questions

No questions, no questions