I get to know why lyrics

I get to know why he mad
I get to know why he mad
I get to know why he so angry
I get to know why he so sad
I get to know why he mad
I get to know why he mad
I get to know
To know why he so angry
Why he so sad
He mad cause he nah get no pus*y
He mad cause no girl want him
He mad cause no girl wanna be with him
No girl not
(chuckle)
He mad cause
He nah get pus*y
He mad so no girl want him
He mad cause he nah get pus*y
Boy you fronting
I could f*ck her everyday
I could f*ck her every week
I could f*ck her for a whole year
Man i do that sh*t
Man i make her open her legs
And i take a view of the pus*y
Man i put my finger in there
And that's so f*cking juicy
Man that's so watery
Like a f*ckery
Man
Don't f*ck with me
Cause i might kill you
I do what i f*cking do
Why you wanna test me
Man
f*ck all your'll haters
Hating on me
Yo where the Glocks at
Where the guns at
Where the choppers
Where the cash at
Everybody talking
Everybody walking
Man stop hating
I do my thing
I'm flexing with my girl
Don't you see i'm flexing
I'm talking to her
The pus*y i'm touching
Yeah i give her massage
Give her nice massage
Yeah i massage that pus*y
Make it wet and juicy
Now you wanna diss me
Now you wanna talk talk
You wanna talk about you run the block
And you got a Glock
Man you ain't got sh*t
Stop lying to your self
Stop saying you got money
Stop saying you got wealth
You ain't no bad man
If i give you a gun
Will you shoot that gun
You ain't gonna shoot for fun
You cya even aim
You don't even know where a pus*y hole is
Have you ever put your di*k
In a pus*y
Boy
That
Do it like ease
Make your girl open
Like 123
Make her open for me so easy
I make her open for me
From the time she see me
That's so easy
I'll be like hi what's up
She will be like
She so horny
She cya control her self
Even when she talk to me
Boy you ain't no gangster
Everybody know you a wangster
You ain't getting no pus*y
You real pus*y n*gga
Man i put my finger
Inside of that sh*t
I gotta benefit
Man
f*ck your'll n*ggas
Talking about you bad man
You not bad from born
Everybody wah fi talk
Like you bad
You have gun
You ain't got no gun
You ain't running no block
From from
Everybody wah fi talk
About you bad man
Bro
Boy who tell that
Like a misses
Boy don't let me put your self
In pieces
You wah fi talk like a Mrs
To a reese's
Tell you
Uh
(chuckle)
Yo what's up yo
(kiss teeth)