No Reason
Lyrics
Niggas be hoes and bitches I like Glocks and switches
I know what I know I know ain't no finish
Can't hop in that ride them windows ain't tinted
Face shot shells coming out of that biscuit
I don't run track imma blow at nigga
223 leave you and ya brovah hit
My brovahs gon click so don't get put under
Play with my movah I'm tagging ya movah
I'm tryna find em i don't care bout his cousin
After that I might go spank at his cousin
I'm with it wherever I don't care fuck it
I'm tryna spin and I'm tryna dump it
I'm tryna pull up and crush his brovah
Play with my sister I'm popping ya movah
Got hit in his head I'm popping his bubble
You speak ona men you get put under
I'm in the spot just smoking straight thunder
I give her the pipe I'm her personal plumber
I still got the skeezy the middle of summer
He geeking for ass imma fish at the kickback
Killed ya man you can come get ya lick back
He wanna play strong got hit in his six pack
He bluff ona net he not even with that
We really active we ain't with the chit chat
You keep fishing and we bouta flip that
He out ona rip oh we bouta bend that
I caught me a birdie and he bouta send that
My man be swiping oh we bouta flip that
These niggas be dissing Buh we ain't gon diss back
Twigg been geeking so we bouta send shots
He having the bags I'm sacking hos quarterback
I'm having my ways that's why niggas beefing
I know why they mad cuz niggas be leakin
I don't come around cuz niggas be leechin
2.5 in my sheet a nigga stay chiefin
He worried bout us that's why he leakin
She want smoke we keep chiefin
He want smoke we keep squeezing
This some pressure I keep wheezing
Niggas be hoes and bitches I like Glocks and switches
I know what I know, I know ain't no finish
Can't hop in that ride them windows ain't tinted
Face shot shells coming out of that biscuit
I don't run track imma blow at nigga
223 leave you and ya brovah hit
My brovahs gon click so don't get put under
Play with my movah I'm tagging ya movah
I'm tryna find em i don't care bout his cousin
After that I might go spank at his cousin
I'm with it wherever I don't care fuck it
I'm tryna spin and I'm tryna dump it
I'm tryna pull up and crush his brovah
Play with my sister I'm popping ya movah
Got hit in his head I'm popping his bubble
Niggas be hoes and bitches I like Glocks and switches
I know what I know I know ain't no finish
Can't hop in that ride them windows ain't tinted
Face shot shells coming out of that biscuit
I don't run track imma blow at nigga
223 leave you and ya brovah hit
My brovahs gon click so don't get put under
Play with my movah I'm tagging ya movah
I'm tryna find em i don't care bout his cousin
After that I might go spank at his cousin
I'm with it wherever I don't care fuck it
I'm tryna spin and I'm tryna dump it
I'm tryna pull up and crush his brovah
Play with my sister I'm popping ya movah
Got hit in his head I'm popping his bubble
You speak ona men you get put under
I'm in the spot just smoking straight thunder
I give her the pipe I'm her personal plumber
I still got the skeezy the middle of summer
He geeking for ass imma fish at the kickback
Killed ya man you can come get ya lick back
He wanna play strong got hit in his six pack
He bluff ona net he not even with that
We really active we ain't with the chit chat
You keep fishing and we bouta flip that
He out ona rip oh we bouta bend that
I caught me a birdie and he bouta send that
My man be swiping oh we bouta flip that
These niggas be dissing Buh we ain't gon diss back
Twigg been geeking so we bouta send shots
He having the bags I'm sacking hos quarterback
I'm having my ways that's why niggas beefing
I know why they mad cuz niggas be leakin
I don't come around cuz niggas be leechin
2.5 in my sheet a nigga stay chiefin
He worried bout us that's why he leakin
She want smoke we keep chiefin
He want smoke we keep squeezing
This some pressure I keep wheezing
Niggas be hoes and bitches I like Glocks and switches
I know what I know, I know ain't no finish
Can't hop in that ride them windows ain't tinted
Face shot shells coming out of that biscuit
I don't run track imma blow at nigga
223 leave you and ya brovah hit
My brovahs gon click so don't get put under
Play with my movah I'm tagging ya movah
I'm tryna find em i don't care bout his cousin
After that I might go spank at his cousin
I'm with it wherever I don't care fuck it
I'm tryna spin and I'm tryna dump it
I'm tryna pull up and crush his brovah
Play with my sister I'm popping ya movah
Got hit in his head I'm popping his bubble
Writer(s): Jerrell Fullwood
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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