"REASONS" lyrics

Why she buggin me
I got a thousand reasons
Pull like you under me
Yeah you know this the season

Why she buggin me
I got a thousand reasons
Pull like you under me
Yeah you know this the season

Who got the sauce
Tell em who the boy is
I don't got no loss
I just make the noise bitch
I'm making laps yeah
You ain't coming back yeah

I'm in the lab like I'm Rick Morty
I got your chick on the gram
Shawty why is she acting so mad
All these, homies want all the clout
I cannot mess with you now
I cannot mess with you how?
Do I do this, I just be counting amounts
I just be counting amounts yeah

You know I don't fuck with non of these fakes, better just get out my face, stop tryna take up my place

You know that, I'm tryna hold on your waist, but I just cannot replace
Damn I be running a race

You know I block her phone
Why you keep on calling I don't wanna know
What's the deal with you, just get out my way
You think that you ghosting
But I'm not afraid

Future I hop out the Caspar
Boujee, he got all the bags sir
You think I'm not right
Decline I just don't wanna answer

Fucking w me, hotline bling
I just talk my business, witness, running up the game I do fitness
Diss shit, all these rappers I don't see
I difference

Why she buggin me
I got a thousand reasons
Pull like you under me
Yeah you know this the season

Who got the sauce
Tell em who the boy is
I don't got no loss
I just make the noise bitch
I'm making laps yeah
You ain't coming back yeah