Why she buggin me I got a thousand reasons Pull like you under me Yeah you know this the season Why she buggin me I got a thousand reasons Pull like you under me Yeah you know this the season Who got the sauce Tell em who the boy is I don't got no loss I just make the noise bitch I'm making laps yeah You ain't coming back yeah I'm in the lab like I'm Rick Morty I got your chick on the gram Shawty why is she acting so mad All these, homies want all the clout I cannot mess with you now I cannot mess with you how? Do I do this, I just be counting amounts I just be counting amounts yeah You know I don't fuck with non of these fakes, better just get out my face, stop tryna take up my place You know that, I'm tryna hold on your waist, but I just cannot replace Damn I be running a race You know I block her phone Why you keep on calling I don't wanna know What's the deal with you, just get out my way You think that you ghosting But I'm not afraid Future I hop out the Caspar Boujee, he got all the bags sir You think I'm not right Decline I just don't wanna answer Fucking w me, hotline bling I just talk my business, witness, running up the game I do fitness Diss shit, all these rappers I don't see I difference Why she buggin me I got a thousand reasons Pull like you under me Yeah you know this the season Who got the sauce Tell em who the boy is I don't got no loss I just make the noise bitch I'm making laps yeah You ain't coming back yeah