[Intro]

REASON nigga

Freestyle Fridays and shit

I just wrote this shit last minute like I don't even know how it's gon' turn out

Uh

[Verse 1]

Look, I'm countin' my bread while I'm rollin' up chronic

My bitch want designer

So then get on the strip bitch and act like you want it

My bitch is bad as a four year old

I don't know they names, they just so-and-so

Pussy feel good like I told you so

She say she don't know my girl but I know she know, goddamn

But I love when hoes swallow

Give me head lookin' up to me like a role model

My bitch make the blunt for me, that's my roll model

I fuck her and pass her to the bro with no problem

When it come to hoes, I got 'em

Shit I ain't got to lie, dummy

Bitches see the dick and look like they inspired from it

I go to work in that pussy and I'm tired of it

She do what I say like I'm Simon

Head in my lap, look like she dutty winin'

Get her to the crib, bend her over like a lineman

Give her good dick then go missing like assignments

Flow crazy, need an asylum

Bars Magic, so the bitches want my Johnson

I dig in the walls and I'm knockin'

I got her hooked like it's phonics

Wait, when I say shit that's so obvious

I bring it back and rewind this, so

I got her stuck like a fishin' rod

I got her stuck like some beef on a shish kebab

I got her hooked like a coat in the closet

I got her stuck like a frozen deposit

That's enough with the rewindin'

I got her hooked like it's phonics

[Bridge]

Let it breathe, uh

Said let it breathe

Let it breathe

Look, uh

[Verse 2]

I'm breakin' down trees and I'm smokin' on strong

I live in the trap, this feel like Home Alone

Don't leave her alone

Not for a second my nigga, your bitch could be gone

Now ain't that shit crazy?

While you callin' her baby, she callin' my phone

Damn, how that make you feel nigga?

Huh, she love fuckin' with a real nigga

She bought the clothes with the money for your bills, nigga

Got her in the stores pickin' cotton like a field nigga

Huh, now how that make you feel nigga?

Cold hearted but a nigga never chill with him

I'm knockin' down walls while you tryin' to build with her

Gave her my car, now I'm comin' through the Del with her

Look, I'm takin' shit to the basics

Uh, she got to start off like races

I fuck her good off the Henny, no chaser

She say she not into girls but I make her

Lick that, don't remember a thing, I forget that

These niggas mad when they see a nigga

But these haters like a white bitch with some black friends

It's obvious they want to be a nigga

All bars, what you gettin' when it's REASON nigga

All these fake muhfuckas claimin' that they got tracks

Claimin' that they gangstas but never in a trap

Or they sayin' that they're rappers, but never want to rap

Damn, let me chill 'fore I start somethin'

Creatin' tension, I could hear these niggas' heart pumpin'

And if you thinkin' it's a game, we could draw somethin'

Have you lookin' both ways like it's cars comin'

[Outro]

Ha, haha

Every Friday a beat dies, nigga

REASON nigga

Grindin', uh

Grindin'

Gone