Lil Gnar ft. Lil Keed, Yak Gotti - No Reason Lyrics

It's Lil' Gnar, dig? (Damn, Dior)
Hol' (Bloublood, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Ooh

I pull on that shit for no reason (yeah)
Dior, it come with no creases (yeah)
Back in the day, they ain't need me (uh-huh)
I'm finna pull of in that 'Ghini (skrrt)
Audemars just like a pelican how my wrist got all this water (ayy)
I'm finna fuck on a MILF and then go slaughter the daughter (uh)

Put that shit on to wear to the mailbox (yeah)
Hold on, I gotta answer the jail call (uh)
Still keep that shit on every day, on the daily
I do not take me a day off
Run my life, I'ma tell you what I seen (ayy)
I never tell you what they saw (what they saw)
I pair the AR wit' Amiri jeans (yeah)
I walk around with a bankroll (ayy)

Yes, yes, yes, I P-O-P, yes
They wonder what's next, I head out the curve
I give 'em my word, I give you my word (yes)
Yeah, slatt, on top of index (index)
Start a sentence, you gotta indent (slatt)
I'm a menace, I come out of here
The Glock two-toned, Cha-ne-ne the belt
You get what you want, you come over here
I'm rich and I know, the drip is severe (ayy, ayy)
I wiped off your nose, I seen him pointing that shit at her nose
This shit getting real (uh huh)
I drip like I'm out and the Nile (white water)
The finally done let in the real
I put a big carat in one of my ear
Because you been stabbing, I don't want to hear (go harder)
I cut the baguette, you see me and I'm over here
You over there, I'm over here (uh huh)
Cartier clarity, I seeing how they scamming
I don't really want to see 'em, I don't really want to see 'em (yeah)
I already knew before I got it what I want go and get
What I want to walk in and gotta go and get

I pull on that shit for no reason (Yak)
Dior, it come with no creases (yeah)
Back in the day, they ain't need me (uh)
I'm finna pull of in that 'Ghini (skrrt)
Audemars just like a pelican how my wrist got all this water (ayy)
I'm finna fuck on a MILF and then go slaughter the daughter (slatt)

Put that shit on to wear to the mailbox (yeah)
Hold on, I gotta answer the jail call (uh)
Still keep that shit on every day, on the daily
I do not take me a day off
Run my life, I'ma tell you what I seen (ayy)
I never tell you what they saw (what they saw)
I pair the AR wit' Amiri jeans (yeah)
I walk around with a bankroll (ayy)

The Cullinan drive like a boat (skrrt)
This wave got a young nigga seasick
I'm tryna try out her throat (tryna try out the throat)
I took her down to the Regis
Balenciaga rainbow (rainbow), I put 'em on like Yeezy (yeah, yo)
You can stab me in my back, I don't give a fuck 'bout bleeding (yeah, yo)
I'm keeping them gold racks on me, any ho know
Got jail call from my big cousin, he told me put that shit on (push it on)
I went Porsche and I went 'Vette, got me a new home (ugh)
I went rose and I went white, Audemars two-tone
I'm gon' slide 'bout my brothers even if they do wrong
Pop my shit, make a lil' bitty bitch waan' choose up (huh)
Free Yak Gotti out that pen, talking 'bout the fast way (yeah)
Snakes with me, we gon' slime a nigga out, put him in an ashtray

I pull on that shit for no reason (yeah)
Dior, it come with no creases (yeah)
Back in the day, they ain't need me (uh-huh)
I'm finna pull off in that 'Ghini (skrrt)
Audemars just like a pelican how my wrist got all this water (ayy)
I'm finna fuck on a MILF and then go slaughter the daughter (uh)

Put that shit on to wear to the mailbox (yeah)
Hold on, I gotta answer the jail call (uh)
Still keep that shit on every day, on the daily
I do not take me a day off
Run my life, I'ma tell you what I seen (ayy)
I never tell you what they saw (what they saw)
I pair the AR wit' Amiri jeans (yeah)
I walk around with a bankroll (ayy)

I be rocking Amiri jeans, I put stones in my earrings (Stone)
No, I don't even talk on business, like I'm blind, ain't never seen it
And everything I got, I prayed to get it
And me and Yak in that Bentayga Bentley (on God)
Me and Gnar in the strip club throwing Benji's, yeah
And it's crazy to me how one button'll lose a ceiling, yeah
And I wear Bottega shoes with the Bottega vest
Yeah, this shit too easy, I know niggas who'll trap or die, yeah, like a Jeezy (trap)
And I'm rocking with Guwop (Guwop) to the fucking si-nocks
Yeah, you know, we get in that game then we patch you, thin out
Yeah, you know we have a big bankroll not a thin knot (nah)
And that Draco do him nasty like kids si-not (brrt)
You better not ever pu-not

I pull on that shit for no reason (yeah)
Dior, it come with no creases (yeah)
Back in the day, they ain't need me (uh-huh)
I'm finna pull of in that 'Ghini (skrrt)
Audemars just like a pelican how my wrist got all this water (ayy)
I'm finna fuck on a MILF and then go slaughter the daughter (uh)

Put that shit on to wear to the mailbox (yeah)
Hold on, I gotta answer the jail call (uh)
Still keep that shit on every day, on the daily
I do not take me a day off
Run my life, I'ma tell you what I seen (ayy)
I never tell you what they saw (what they saw)
I pair the AR wit' Amiri jeans (yeah)
I walk around with a bankroll (bankroll, uh)