Like Why ft. Nizzy Løk Lyrics

No, it ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you bad

No, it ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you bad

Lil' bitch, you bad

No, it ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you, uh-huh

Lil' bitch, you bad

No, it ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you bad

No, it ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you bad

Ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you bad

No, it ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you bad

I'm tryna get to the racks, I'm just tryna get this bag

Why you tryna give me that face like, bae, like why you sad?

I'm finna pull in a Nissan, bitch, this ain't no 'Cat

Niggas, they steady hatin, call them boys my sons

Yeah, you don't think I'ma make it, yeah, lil' boy, you dumb

I know why they mad, I guess 'cause Niz the one

A nigga done stabbed my back, that's why I gotta keep my gun

I got stabbed right in my back, that's why I gotta keep my pistol

Know a nigga that had his pipe and he ain't blow that whistle

But a nigga, he try to run down, I sneeze, he need that tissue

If you talkin' down on Lo, I'll have lil' bro dismiss you

Have lil' cuzzy dirt him

I'm tryna hop out that SRT and we gon' white T-shirt him

I cannot fuck with these lil' niggas, yeah, that boy a Gerber

I'ma tryna make it out to that place where you ain't ever heard of

She ain't used to wanna fuck, but now she wanna run it back, yeah

Run it back, yeah, run it back, yeah

I stay in the field like a running back

I'll give you some bills if you keep this shit intact, yeah

Real cash

I just popped a pill, man, I think that shit gon' take me off the map, yeah

God damn, I'm so up right now, check the stats, yeah

I'm the one they ask for, body any track, yeah

What the fuck you mean that I gotta put my double cup while I'm driving?

Pull up to the scene, man, them shots start flyin, yeah, them shots start flyin

Runnin' from police every time we hear the sirens, every time we hear the sirens

If your bitch real bad, she mine, I get high tryna ease my mind

No, it ain't shit to chill 'cause, yeah, lil' bitch, you bad

I'm tryna get to the racks, I'm just tryna get this bag

Why you tryna give me that face like, bae, like why you sad?

I'm finna pull in a Nissan, bitch, this ain't no 'Cat