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yeat - no reason lyrics

no reason lyrics
[intro]
when i take some [?] feel like in a sick
[?]
let’s go
([?])

[chorus]
i got all this gas i don’t got [?] (go)
i’mma ride around with 50 for no reason
i got bad b+tches top me yeah, like i need it
how i go get this cash i might just double my twizz
life is great, yeah cuz i’m on this x (yeah)
watch me turn a 10 into a tune and double back (yah)
i got shlimes that with 50 we came back and hit the bl!cks
everything i ever did it don’t make sense because i’m rich
they said i’m a million dollar kid, well i need a million dollar b+tch (let’s go)
i need a million dollar wrist, i was so dirty on this beat i took a million dollar sh+t
ain’t none of this sh+t was free, i took some million dollar risks (hunnids’)

[verse]
[?] (hunnids’)
[?] (hunnids’)
[?] ballin’ on em’ (hunnids’), all i want (hunnids’)
all i see is you (hunnids’), all i see is you (hunnids’)
all i see is you (hunnids’), [?] ballin’ on em (hunnids’)
[?] yeah, ballin’ on em’, [?] yeah, light it on em’
this new bague gue gue gue gyeah, shinin’ on em’
[?] was a deal, “are you lyin’ on em’?”
man this song gon’ drive me insane yeah, drive me [?]
man these diamond that i got the same color as my car
why’d i drop this bag on some stupid sh+t (why, yeah)
why’d i pop these tags on some stupid sh+t (go)
draco is over there with a coolin’ kit
i got drugs [?], but i [?] it
ball with all this shwag but i’m too new to this
how you think your song a hit, that sh+t was a stupid miss
i can’t keep doing this, but i got stupid rich
these b+tches on foolishness, they act so cool with it
“why you give me your heart b+tch, what i’m supposed to do with this?”
this have me on stupid sh+t, it’s like me on that coolin’ sh+t
[chorus]
i got all this gas i don’t got [?] (go)
i’mma ride around with 50 for no reason
i got bad b+tches top me yeah, like i need it
how i go get this cash i might just double my twizz
life is great, yeah cuz i’m on this x (yeah)
watch me turn a 10 into a tune and double back
i got shlimes that with 50 we came back and hit the bl!cks
half the sh+t i ever did it don’t make sense because i’m rich
they said i’m a million dollar kid, well i need a million dollar b+tch
[?] girl on her scholar sh+t
i need a million dollar wrist, i was so dirty on this beat i took a million dollar sh+t
ain’t none of this sh+t was free i took some million dollar risks

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