Camb, Renz Young - FOR NO REASON Lyrics

Bitch i ain't rolling this gas for no reason
Turn that shit up bro
Loud as hell, loud as hell

Yea, bitch i ain't rolling this gas for no reason
Bro ain't got the mask for no reason
Nah

Ok I
Ok I pull up on niggas like steph
Walk down a nigga like steps
Light day a nigga still drip
Match my fly wit my chick
Outside nigga ain't in
My girl bad like sin
Money in my pocket like lint
Sauce on me like ribs

Aye
Money play off of the wrist
Whats the intent
Please can you just keep it 100
Before we pull up and take one from it
We the cloth, you ain't cut from it
New grill you ain't done fronting
And exhaust dripping, say the nose running
And the Rozay keep the flows coming
You ain't smoking nothing

Yea, bitch i ain't rolling this gas for no reason
Bro ain't got the mask for no reason
Nah
Yea, bitch i ain't rolling this gas for no reason
Bro ain't got the mask for no reason
Nah
Ok I