No reason lyrics

by

BBG Steppaa


Gang gang Trouble Squad sh*t

30 in my pants for no reason why dis n*ggas heated for no reason, Trae with that pole for no reason f*cking on your main b*tch must be heated tragic, All about that action f*ck with my shooters then we blasting, Smoking a opp thats that pack sh*t dont give a f*ck about a b*tch, Trouble Squad sh*t little baby f*ck with my shooters it get crazy, When i throw the ball im Tom Bradey, n*gga in my jungle it get crazy set a another n*gga to heaven, Getting money thats all i chase Blue strips all in my pocket lil baby you know how im rocking, Get on that beat ain't no stoping Benjamins all in my pocket, Fly in a space ship get high to i fumble really with this gang sh*t, Run up get еxpose thats on the code mе and my n*ggas sum demons run up we gonna shoot sh*t hoe, Thats on the gang Thats on the gang
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