No Reason (feat. Heyybunk)

Yeah

Slatt Demon

Don't need a reason
Double cup for my leisure

Yeah

I pull up to the function just to see what's up and then I dip
I be in my own lane, zoomin like I'm on a trip
I be up in yo lane, swervin like I'm tryna drift
I don't fuck with no lames, get body bagged for talkin lip

Pull up to the quiktrip, fill up, then I roll a spliff
Rollin in my whip, lil nigga know I'm rollin 40s
I aint talkin crip
No, I pulled off on a 40 roll
Takin off my tags, cause I don't fuck with the police, bro

Watch them niggas go out sad
We jokin that we really slow
You ain't really know
I'm bout my bag and I need some mo
Niggas tryna talk mad shit, I ain't with it though

Kick the clutch in, while I'm clutchin
Niggas bluffin, no discussion
Bitch it's on sight, off top, I'ma let it blow

Yeah

You already know

Don't need a reason
Double cup for my leisure
I kick my feet up, do this shit for four seasons
Bitch, I'm a demon
Pass me the mop and we gon leave em bleedin

Yeah

Yeah we gon leave em bleedin

Slatt

Don't need a reason
Double cup for my leisure
I kick my feet up
Do this shit for four seasons



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Writer(s): Dezmond Sok
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