Don't Give Me A Reason

(I got Hit-Man on the beat) (Beau) (Ah) (Ah) I'ma cold Nigga no matter the season, don't give me a reason Niggas is grunts, ain't meant to be leading Stay in my lane, ain't into competing Ole fake bitch, mood change with the seasons, just give me a reason People be switching like gears in a ghini At yo top, like a mufuckin beanie I'ma shoot sum, I'ma stretch sum, just give me a reason Fuck a sorry, not tryna hear pleading I get in that zone I'ma mufuckin demon You fucked up, now ya luck up I'm bouta get even Better watch out cause it's up when you see me Wanna play games, just give me a reason Huh, these bitches be thinking they slick Hopping from dick to dick, lying & shit Find somebody else to play with (Yeah), I'm back on my pimpin shit Got me another bitch & another bitch Got plenty hoes I can play with, (yeah) Fuck me nah fuck you, it's fuck them, it's fuck him that bitch yeah fuck her too Might know you, but don't fuck witchu So around you, one tucked or two Can't fuck with fakes, chopping heads off of snakes Can't let 'em bite you & poison you Say, I'm ready play With the shits I got time today You ran ya mouth now it's time to pay When I walk you down you can't run away Say, when I ain't around you gotta lot to say Face to face mouth closed today Cat must got yo tongue today I'ma cold Nigga no matter the season, don't give me a reason Niggas is grunts, ain't meant to be leading Stay in my lane, ain't into competing Ole fake bitch, mood change with the seasons, just give me a reason People be switching like gears in a ghini At yo top, like a mufuckin beanie I'ma shoot sum, I'ma stretch sum, just give me a reason Fuck a sorry, not tryna hear pleading I get in that zone I'ma mufuckin demon You fucked up, now ya luck up I'm bouta get even Better watch out cause it's up when you see me Wanna play games, just give me a reason Better… watch who you call friend Cause fake friends be foes known as close friends Aye, yeah that's why a nigga closed in It's only me up in my circle ain't yo fucking twin You ain't my kin, nah fuck nigga you ain't my brother Ain't related all that fake ass shit, thinning my patience Bitches faking, they bodies is plastic surgery patients For the streets, can't be cuffing these hoes easily taken You mistaking if you think you can trick me into relations Bitch you crazy you just easy to fuck, on a occasion Different flavors, all my bitches be Black, Asian, Caucasian Niggas hating watching hoping I lose, never so face it I'ma cold Nigga no matter the season, don't give me a reason Niggas is grunts, ain't meant to be leading Stay in my lane, ain't into competing Ole fake bitch, mood change with the seasons, just give me a reason People be switching like gears in a ghini At yo top, like a mufuckin beanie I'ma shoot sum, I'ma stretch sum, just give me a reason Fuck a sorry, not tryna hear pleading I get in that zone I'ma mufuckin demon You fucked up, now ya luck up I'm bouta get even Better watch out cause it's up when you see me Wanna play games, just give me a reason