No Questions

[Voicemail Messages] [Verse 1: HollyWoodYSA ] My middle fingers out the window I'm showing my evil Better grab yo chick, she on my tip, and I'm sure she would leave you I'm on my sh*t Out for the Feddy and all that grip Ya'll ain't ready like white cream whip My cream thick, take a lot of shots when rhymin' and i don't care who my beam hit Thas just it Im on my focus flow, U ni**as jokes is so Lame, I'm going insane, wit yo lady Feel pain when i stroke it slow Pleasure when I poke it poke I'm the mane, and ya'll ni**as is so and so Wordplay crazy, Locy flow Don't get exposed like open toe, Mane Enough wit all that bullsh*t spittin', i was just showing off, cuz I heard ni**as say i don't ever switch my flow at all Well there u have it, any other suggestions And if not, mind ya business, don't ask me no motherf*ckin questions [Voicemail Messages] [Verse 2: HollyWoodYSA] I'm feeling HollyWood, no YSA Included Schooling these rappers, class in session for you Harvard students Pour me some alcoholic fluids, lemme target music Straight for the top, (beep beep) move it or I'm barging through it But on my way, i have a couple conversations Askin' bout Triple R, and if there's any complications Lot of anticipation I just tell em be patient Cuz i ain't lettin' nobody come f*ck up my situation, dig me? Like u searching for some motherf*ckin skeletons Memo to my neighbors, please do me a favor Since u wanna be questioning Why every time u have a matter of some uncertainty, it seems to come out irrelevant Who u gon' feature on it, questions out the Wazoo Is ALP behind it, and are connected wit Skyzoo I just laugh it off and tell em its blessing Thanks for ya time, don't ask me no more foolish f*ckin questions [Voicemail Messages]