No Questions - Philthy Rich, Yella Beezy

Ayy, it’s Philthy, nigga

Let me try somethin' different

Uh-huh, look

Have you ever fucked a nigga in the back of his foreign?

I could teach you how to hustle and stack up your coins

Online classes, but strip in the night

Low mileage on her, she keepin' it tight

Got her out that Honda and jumped in that Benz

Bad bitches link up, just her and her friends

Gave her fifty thou', told her open up a business

We gon' keep it in your name, you know them people trippin'

She done seen me at my lowest, seen me at my highest

You know health is wealth, so you know she on a diet

She done met mom, so she considered fam

Her best friend hooked us up, she the middleman, it’s Philthy

Would you love me in the Bentley?

Would you love me on the bus?

Bring her down to my section

See how I was raised up

And baby, if you let me

I’ma teach you how to trust

And I bet with no questions

You got your mind made up

Look

She never intimidated by another bitch

Got my heart broke, so I could never love a bitch

Cosmetology class, she an esthetician

Culinary arts when she in the kitchen

She a lady in the streets, a freak in the sheets

She got her body done and took them braces off her teeth

She take care of business like she 'posed to

Her baby daddy the only nigga she was close to

Her bills never late, always on time

Her period never late, always on time

She done met my kids, so she considered fam

Her best friend hooked us up, she the middleman, it’s Philthy

Would you love me in the Bentley?

Would you love me on the bus?

Bring her down to my section

See how I was raised up

And baby, if you let me

I’ma teach you how to trust

And I bet with no questions

You got your mind made up