[Intro]
Yeah, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Don't, don't
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Uh, don’t ask what’s inside the briefcase (Ooh, uh, oh, aye)
You trippin’, how the ground taste? Uh
Won’t be a tie, look at your shoelace
Three, two, one, uh, first place
That’s the worst case scenario
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) Uh, now there he go
When you roll wit’ us, we playin’ Bust’ all in your stereo
In God we trust, I’m in a rush (Rush)
Push, if I must I must
Left in the dust, no talkin’, hush
Losers back in the bus
[Verse 1]
Conned, oh, no
Pro bono
What you know?
Kicked, Judo
For the birds, Dodo, what you heard bro bro?
‘Cause I’ve been learnin’ you’ve been yearnin’ for a fist on the low-low
Saw in HD, ADHD
Section 80, wasn’t maybe
Cannot play me, want no baby
Now let me seize your attention for a moment, no rabies
I’m on another level, I’m spikin’ cortisols
‘Cause another nasty, freaky bitch think she could own it all
Can’t be fallin’ for me, you don’t know where to fall
It was my fault for sayin’ “I’ma be the one you call”
She was whisperin' sweet nothings, bein’ hypocritical
So I’m like "damn, baby, you tryna get physical?"
So we got to business and things got moist but critical
I was thinkin' "magical", she was thinkin’ "mystical"
Finished up then sat up, watching’ just the typical
Turned on tunes, the beats became biblical
We get to gettin’ lyrical, gettin’ our groove on
Soon turned atypical, gettin’ a move on
She gettin’ all clinical, nothin’ to improve on
Talkin’ umbilical, I say "you gettin’ the mood wrong"
Layin’ all it on me like I was a futon
I’m like “I ain’t J, so why you talkin’ Yukon?”
Ooh
[Bridge]
Needless to say, there wasn’t nothing more to say
And that’s when I became a fool that day
Needless to say, there wasn’t nothing more to say
And that’s when I became a fool that day
[Verse 2]
So the very next day, uh, her brother had came, uh
He lookin’ at me up and down in every which way, uh
Then he looked at us, felt weird and kinda strange
He couldn’t believe what me and his sister had became
He thought I was tryna smash and dash
I told him "hold up a minute" and told him ‘bout my past
Explainin’ what it’s ’bout, but I’m talkin’ kinda fast
All he said was "oh" like his head was in his ass
Dumbfounded like I had nothing to say (So)
So I tried to go, she told me to stay
He said “no sé”, she explained, no way
He started gettin’ mad and comin’ at me
Screamin’ at me in another language
I cannot believe this just became this
I'm usually calm and a pacifist
But this pacifist needs to pass the fist
So I started chuckin’ haymakers
They hold weight like Quakers
Felt like I could run eight acres like I’m off of P Makers
I ain’t care for the he say, she say, or the naysayers
I won, he saw birds, yeah, I’m talkin’ cardinal
I ended up with a bruise but it painless and marginal
He started to say I was gay, but the only thing goin’ in an ass is yours from my arsenal
[Chorus]
Don’t, don't, don't, don't ask what’s inside the briefcase
You trippin’, how the ground taste?
Won’t be a tie, look at your shoelace
Three, two, one, uh, first place
That’s the worst case scenario
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Now there he go
When you roll wit’ us, we playin’ Bust’ all in your stereo
In God we trust, I’m in a rush
Push, if I must I must
Left in the dust, no talkin’, hush
Losers back in the bus
[Outro]
Ooh, no, no
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't, don't, uh
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't
Don't ask what's inside the briefcase
Aye, yeah
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't, nah, nah
Nah, ow, ow
(Don't, don't, don't, don't) Ask
(No, no, no) Oh, oh
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't, uh, don't
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't, hm
Don't ask what's inside