Dontaskmewhy

Don’t ask me why I keep letting pretty women pass me by
To keep it real im just a classy guy
And my woman is the best, shit
They be trippin' hard over a text
That wasn't leading to sex
We chillin’, watchin’ some nexflix
Next flick juice has now been change to pulp fiction
I know the morning after there’ll be breakfast in the kitchen
But don't ask me why
I chose to eat a snack in bed
Last night the only thought I never said is if i get some head
Dead
When you spit it gives me headaches
I understand you’re waiting on the next mixtape its comin’
But let’s wait cause rushing ain’t my style
And im not saying it’ll flake cause when you rush perfection it’s just less great
But know haters you’re either weak as fuck or you been killing shit
Laughing at the fact that im the hero and the villain
It don’t matter, don’t ask me why
I told your ass to quiet
’til you could listen to the nasty rhymes
It’s the divine gawdlee
It’s the divine gawdlee