Don't Give Me A Reason

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BG Beau

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(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
F*ck 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)
F*ck me nah f*ck you, it's f*ck them, it's f*ck him that bitch yeah f*ck her too
Might know you, but don't f*ck witchu
So around you, one tucked or two
Can't f*ck 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
F*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck, 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
F*ck 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

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