No Reason

A hunnid years from now we gon' all be dead, all be dead
All be dead
So tonight, bitch, I might as well get head

I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin' Rollie so much
Lil' bitch, you think it's somethin' but a fire in the gutter?
Kinda want it, bought it with the money, oh look
Which girl you don't fuck, I'm gonna show you how to fuck her

Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street (oh-oh-oh)
Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me (oh-oh-oh)

An' I got a hunnid-thousand in my motherfuckin' bag
Pull up Saint Laurent and I put it on the jet (oh-oh-oh)
Motherfuckin' jet, drop the top on a Bent'
Pull up to the fuckin' club and I'm smackin' on your bitch (oh-oh-oh)
Lil' mama gon' shut it up, hell no, 'cause we're young, shit
Now I got shawty on my...
Yeah I let her for no reason
Did all that shit, now I fuck on your bitch
I don't remember nothing when I wake
I just put forty-thousand on my wrist
I just be like I'm a man on a mission (oh-oh-oh)
Got a rattlesnake, keep it hissin' (rattle)
And I pour it down for no reason (ayy)

I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin' Rollie so much
Lil' bitch, you think it's somethin' but a fire in the gutter?
Kinda want it, bought it with the money, oh look
Which girl you don't fuck, I'm gonna show you how to fuck her

A hunnid years from now, we gon' all be dead, all be dead
All be dead
So tonight, bitch, I might as well get head
A hunnid years from now, we gon' all be dead, all be dead
So tonight I might as well get head

Ain't talkin' that shit for no reason
When you know you comin' home this evenin'
Why you wanna come and play with my emotions?
When you know you should be going through the motions
We don't got no time to waste, whoa-oa-oa
This is not the time or place, oh-oh-ohhh
This the shit that make you wanna wow (wow, wow)
And I really think I'm on that king shit
Make you wanna bow down (bow down)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I lost it now
Got me runnin' like a faucet now
Tell 'em there's a new boss in town
Girl, I'm feelin' like I'm lost and found
'Cause I'm so up and down

Count a hunnid bands, watch it swerve on the street (oh-oh-oh)
Count a hunnid bands, will I know? No, not me

A hunnid years from now we gon' all be dead, all be dead
All be dead
So tonight, bitch, I might as well get head
A hunnid years from now, we gon' all be dead, all be dead
So tonight
I might as well get head