No Questions (feat. 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