This is a song about "Ask for abr"

They ask me what i do it for

Not one j got a pair or more

I'ma work for everything i have, never ask nobody for shit

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

You ask for my two cents

I like rollin' with friends

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Pudding? but what's for pudding, may you ask?

You invite men over and ask for it rough

When your dough is the sweetest it's easy to puff puff

Lower than my credit score

They ask me what i do for

And please never disrespect my set

The last of a breed, that won't ask for the lead

They ask me what i do it for

As soon as i walk in the door