No Reason (feat. YG, Jeezy, Nipsey Hussle & RJ)

Mustard on the beat, ho

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

Hunnid bottles in the club, hunnid bottles in the club

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

I'm in that bitch blowed, smokin' like a Marley

Jewelry so loud, soundin' like a Harley

Bottle in my hand, but it ain't a 40

If nobody get shot, then it wasn't a party

Versace on my feet, Versace on my belt

I'm at the road dealer, I don't need help

And the shit that I'm packin' make the seat melt

Chopper ridin' shotgun on the seatbelt

My doors open up backwards, no way

It's no use talkin' like you still fuck with Jose

Hella Avion, Perrier-Jouët

Got some bad bitches fuckin' with my Feng shui

So much rose gold, got thorns on it

Got em' staring at my chain like there's porn on it

Half a million dollar car for no reason

And we keep the clubs full like the Four Seasons

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

Hunnid bottles in the club, hunnid bottles in the club

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

I'ma ball on you ****, I'm takin' all of they bitches

Now, they see they can't be us, try to fly with us, ****

No facade, my ****, I'm zero tolerance, ****

Over two things, my folks and my economy, ****

**** gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me, ****

Got a fucked up ass temper, I'd prolly kill 'em

And I ain't the one to start it, but I'd prolly finish

If I don't send him to the grave, then it's probably the dentist

Look, y'all **** should prolly listen

All I'm speakin' is real shit, I should start a religion

Y'all lookin' like y'all all in your feelings

When you see us in the club, all these bottles and bitches

Fuck it, I got money for the case

I got money for the ace, I got money for an eighth

I got money in the safe

'Bout to pull it out and drop money on a Wraith

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

Hunnid bottles in the club, hunnid bottles in the club

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

They call me R, motherfucker

If you with your broad, you should cuff her, shit

That's on my momma, I'ma need three feet

'Cause these bitches want pictures, **** want somethin' free

Still got a lil raw in my draws' lowkey

Slow poke, Joe Clark, ****, lean on me

Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego

Hunnid bottles, can't even see the table

Dope fiend, a **** screamin' out the label

Put you on the set or I can put you on the payroll

Hanging off the roof like what's up with that bitch?

Suckin' me in ****'s coupes, you in love with that bitch

**** die for a lick, lick shots till we equal

I made it out the sand, but it's still San Pedro

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

Hunnid bottles in the club, hunnid bottles in the club

Hunnid bottles in the club for no reason

**** start trippin', boom-bow, dope fiendin'