Why

B*tch I came to get the profit if I'm in your city Hundred round bottom of the stick it look like titties Beat her down shawty trynna to f*ck me on her finsta Wipe it down soon as a n*gga drop it's going instant Keep the led gotta stay on point just like a pencil Sippin' red dirty like it's bodies on a pistol I just pulled a 30 out a branch in Mississippi Lingo told me we can't stop until we see a ticket None my plays pending All my funds sending All my b*tches pretty Walking like they winning Laptop in the living room Zaza in the kitchen Penthouse having plenty rooms Forgies on the bottom of that whip I'm high as hell I'm swerving Masking up I'm at the box like I got on a turban Taking off this whip, got horses like Kentucky Derby Putting a show on for these h*es and we gonna close the curtain Ain't no laying off little n*gga you know we working Ice a P out for my wife and I put a Glock in her purse Thank God, I'm riding around in this vert I could have been riding in a hearse I've done some dirt that I got to take 'til they put me in the dirt B*tch, I'm popping sh*t so every day it's in they face It's what it is just like Cam and Mace That's the type of whip they hit the lights you hit the brakes This type of whip I hit the gas they don't even chase On that road, I'm doing shows, but I still jugg on face I'd be breaking all my phones how I be ducking cases Gang done ran off with his h*e and still ain't got no trace I'm tied in with plenty folks Bottega got no lace Why Why these n*ggas want to get up on this mic and tell a lie Why before these n*ggas want to play your sh*t you got to die Why I'm rolling up another spliff and I'm already high Why the fuck would you even play with me you knowing I'm that guy Why would I be doing that lil' boy shit I'm trying to ball I don't know why you switched up on the kid I thought that we was dogs How the fuck you go out bout a b*tch that sh*t wasn't P at all Why would I be coming short lil' b*tch you know my money tall Why Yea Why Man why your partner want to see you down man It must be envy or something Why he only want to see you up if he up man (Sh*t Crazy) And y'all n*ggas really h*es Hate all you want n*gga This motion ain't never gone stop n*gga Y'all n*ggas b*tches Sticking to the code n*gga In here with the h*es n*gga Ludacris bankroll n*gga Came off throwing bows n*gga We ain't gone play no games like my PlayStation just broke n*gga In this b*tch I'm clean like fit covered with soap n*gga One on one you know I'm with that Take your b*tch can't get your b*tch back My young n*gga will shoot your kickback F*ck that label imma get my get back When I see ya imma get my get back n*gga Bro want to push his wig back Yea still paid still straight But my n*ggas crooked like zig zag N*ggas always want to tell me what to do bout sh*t they ain't did yet N*gga if you knew what to do why the f*ck you ain't big yet N*gga I took you off for the whole damn play And you still ain't slid yet N*gga want to go against the gang he might as well take some fet I can't never get no rest Up all day I'm counting checks Why would I go sign a b*tch ass deal when I could drop a check Why would I be taking anything less when I know I'm the best Why would I be acting pressed when you know I got hundreds stacked Why Yea why N*gga why would I take that lil' small ball sh*t n*gga We get big money over here n*gga Nah fr Why would I ever go out about a b*tch n*gga Go bout a h*e and we get h*es by the dozen n*gga And y'all n*gga know who really the one n*gga Big believer n*gga