Why I Got To lyrics

Blueface baby
Yeah aight

[Verse 1]
Show me or show what you do with it
I'm cool with it if you cool with it
It's hot in here
Take that lil sh*t off or get up outta here
Yeah aight, if I don't ask, she better volunteer

[Chorus]
Pulling on her hair, it's not hers but she paid for it
Pretty lil b*tch get a attitude if you can't afford it
Log off
We gone f*ck until it fall off
If I call her she gone call off
Where the b*tches? Where the b*tches?
Right here on my phone, I'm finna call her back
The back off the yak
Once I hit her can't get hеr back
I said what I said n*gga and that's that

[Verse 2]
b*tches on my line steady lying likе they love me, yeah aight
Pretty b*tch on the outside but the inside ugly
b*tch know a n*gga ain't sh*t but she still gone f*ck me
I could make yo b*tch life suck, she still gone suck me
If you dont make me c*m before I leave I can't get comfy
If a n*gga come for me he better come with a f*ckin' army
223's life's a beach, don't get washed up
Before a b*tch boss me around Im'a boss up
And I'll knock yo n*gga down b*tch while you knocked up
And I don't give a f*ck, f*ck his b*tch if he locked up
n*ggas get popped everday trynna pop up
Left him where he shouldn't have been, now the cops up
[Chorus]
Pulling on her hair, it's not hers but she paid for it
Pretty lil b*tch get a attitude if you can't afford it
Log off
We gone f*ck until it fall off
If I call her she gone call off
Where the b*tches? Where the b*tches?
Right here on my phone, I'm finna call her back
The back off the yak
Once I hit her can't get her back
I said what I said n*gga and that's that

[Verse 3]
Click! I just hung the phone up on yo b*tch
"Hello? Who is this? How you get this number b*tch?"
Click. She calling me blocked off the block list
Hello? Hello? I can't hear you b*tch I'm on a boat
From coast to coast, from show to show, I'm on the road
I done hit a b*tch in every state, I'm on a roll
Glock and a robe, somewhere roaming around Rome
It's two types of b*tches, no panties or she wear a thong
Either way, hope fasho, you know what's going on
I ain't come over here to talk baby, coulda called my phone
sh*t, I'm over here now b*tch better throw me a bone

[Chorus]
Pulling on her hair, it's not hers but she paid for it
Pretty lil b*tch get a attitude if you can't afford it
Log off
We gone f*ck until it fall off
If I call her she gone call off
Where the b*tches? Where the b*tches?
Right here on my phone, I'm finna call her back
The back off the yak
Once I hit her can't get her back
I said what I said n*gga and that's that