"WHYALWAYSME" lyrics
Cool (Cool)
Why always me? Balotelli
I killed the beast, fuck the belly
I'm with the plug and we tokin' on reggie
I'm with a slut and she fuck on the reggy
She fuck on the reggy (Huh), she fuck on the reggy
Told lil' bro I done hit this chick on the low, and he told me he fucked her already (Fuck)
And he fucked already, he's way too gassed, but I'm way too petty
The sitch gone techy, he thinks it's sweet but I'm way too jelly
G-g-got green like Lekki, pushing these keys like Mackiavelli
The shirt and shoes are Maison Margiela, the hat and the jeans are Robert Caveli
I don't speak to my pops, so how I got beef wit' her pops?
He's mad that I'm fuckin' his daughter, we're more than two peas in a pod
I smell Yves Saint Laurent
She ain't know I rap Yves Saint Laurent
Got a bad bitch and she's black and emo, course I'm beating the thot
I rap and I'm black, I ain't beating the odds
I got guys telling me I shouldn't rap like that but at least he's decent enough
She love yap like a beak of a duck
I made white fly like I'm freeing the dove
In the same room and she takin' it off
Got me like... (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
Wait she got me feeling hot, hot, hot
She got me feeling hotter
She's wet got her super soaked
But no joke I ain't even touch her
Now she fucking with a G like me
I know that her ex is butthurt
I fuck good so her ex is jelly
I slide in like peanut butter
I said nobody's better than ace
I meant it, did I fucking stutter?
She love that I rap and her booty jiggles and she grabbin' my wand like Potter
She invited the friend to deal with pipe like that bitch was a plumber
Why wouldn't I fuck on her friend when the bitch's backshots sound thunder
Why always me? Balotelli
I killed the beast, fuck the belly
I'm with the plug and we tokin' on reggie
I'm with a slut and she fuck on the reggy
She fuck on the reggy (Huh), she fuck on the reggy
Told lil' bro I done hit this chick on the low, and he told me he fucked her already (Fuck)
And he fucked already, he's way too gassed, but I'm way too petty
The sitch gone techy
He thinks it's sweet but I'm way too jelly
G-g-got green like Lekki, pushing these keys like Mackiavelli
The shirt and shoes are Maison Margiela
The hat and the jeans are Robert Caveli
Why always me? Balotelli
I killed the beast, fuck the belly
I'm with the plug and we tokin' on reggie
I'm with a slut and she fuck on the reggy
She fuck on the reggy (Huh), she fuck on the reggy
Told lil' bro I done hit this chick on the low, and he told me he fucked her already (Fuck)
And he fucked already, he's way too gassed, but I'm way too petty
The sitch gone techy, he thinks it's sweet but I'm way too jelly
G-g-got green like Lekki, pushing these keys like Mackiavelli
The shirt and shoes are Maison Margiela, the hat and the jeans are Robert Caveli
I don't speak to my pops, so how I got beef wit' her pops?
He's mad that I'm fuckin' his daughter, we're more than two peas in a pod
I smell Yves Saint Laurent
She ain't know I rap Yves Saint Laurent
Got a bad bitch and she's black and emo, course I'm beating the thot
I rap and I'm black, I ain't beating the odds
I got guys telling me I shouldn't rap like that but at least he's decent enough
She love yap like a beak of a duck
I made white fly like I'm freeing the dove
In the same room and she takin' it off
Got me like... (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
Wait she got me feeling hot, hot, hot
She got me feeling hotter
She's wet got her super soaked
But no joke I ain't even touch her
Now she fucking with a G like me
I know that her ex is butthurt
I fuck good so her ex is jelly
I slide in like peanut butter
I said nobody's better than ace
I meant it, did I fucking stutter?
She love that I rap and her booty jiggles and she grabbin' my wand like Potter
She invited the friend to deal with pipe like that bitch was a plumber
Why wouldn't I fuck on her friend when the bitch's backshots sound thunder
Why always me? Balotelli
I killed the beast, fuck the belly
I'm with the plug and we tokin' on reggie
I'm with a slut and she fuck on the reggy
She fuck on the reggy (Huh), she fuck on the reggy
Told lil' bro I done hit this chick on the low, and he told me he fucked her already (Fuck)
And he fucked already, he's way too gassed, but I'm way too petty
The sitch gone techy
He thinks it's sweet but I'm way too jelly
G-g-got green like Lekki, pushing these keys like Mackiavelli
The shirt and shoes are Maison Margiela
The hat and the jeans are Robert Caveli
