Who Asked?

[Intro]
I don't tell them shut up, that's rude
I just smile and nod, shit has been past due
Put away this mm, tell me who gassed you
Telling us all this

[Verse 1]
One thing I learned of the world: there's a lot of questiones
Lot of tests, I would always pass guess only
Don't say too much when I give testimonies
I don't need all that stress on me
You seem to be the exact opposite
Sow your mouth down but you out your neck talking
Aim down scope covered in red dotty
Turn a cheese pizza into a pepperoni
I need ranch dipping, get my hands dripping
Get a motherfucker napkins, I make a mess in this
Need to tuck me up a bib
I ain't fucking with your shit
I don't like the cut of it
I'll be cutting up that jib
How you living huh?
Why you talk like you're acting in a sitcom?
Ain't shit funny, laugh tracks don't exist dog
All the people in that shit are all dead and gone
Please move on, you running the same episode
Maybe I'm the villain, maybe I'm the antihero
Maybe I should blame the script shit, I was given bad material
Maybe I just take the money, fuck getting the sample cleared though
Maybe, hypothetically, your ass sound like Ben Shapiro

[Hook]
I don't tell em shut the fuck up when they talk cus that's rude
I usually smile and nod but this shit has been past due
I'ma put away this pump when you tell me who gassed you
You telling us all this shit, bitch ain't nobody ask you

[Verse 2]
Who asked?
I'm a troll like twomad
Watch me style on a crowd then jump in it
Point to myself yell, "how he do that?"
I'm like, "huh, cool that," work to death like GULAG
Let me tell you tale of a boy who prevailed
When the world wouldn't let him through it
OK, no thanks
I ain't got the whole day
I sprint with my head down
You go at your own pace
I don't check my 6 o'clock
That's how you lose the whole race
My shadow is 5 o'clock
Win by a hair, I don't shave
We cooking our own meals, the fuck is a Postmate?
We signing our own deals, the fuck is a copay?
I feel like I should be proud, but this feeling won't go away
It's feeling like nothing's really real if you don't say
I'm not one to beat my chest, I'm not one to celebrate
I just want to see what's next, I don't want to hesitate
Think I'm too hard on myself, maybe I should learn to stop
They don't listen to you, they just waiting for their turn to talk

[Hook]
I don't tell em shut the fuck up when they talk cus that's rude
I usually smile and nod but this shit has been past due
I'ma put away this pump when you tell me who gassed you
You telling us all this shit, bitch ain't nobody ask you

I don't tell em shut the fuck up when they talk cus that's rude
I usually smile and nod but this shit has been past due
I'ma put away this pump when you tell me who gassed you
You telling us all this shit, bitch ain't nobody ask you