Tellin Me Why

[Intro: Sdot Go]
(Ayo, Double, you killed that on foenem grave)
(Tahaa, it's-it's-it's Shomii on the beat you already know he we rockin' man)
Like, like, like
Grrah, Grrah
C'mere

[Chorus: Sdot Go]
In the party, like, where is the bitches?
Like, fuck all the bitches
Get her gun, and tell her I did it
Soon as you play the Sweepers, she doin' the hip shit
Glock with a beam on my gun, I don't need no extension
I'm not in love, bitch
I do not care who you mess with
Why would I give her my heart?
She got me feelin' like I should've kept it
He tryna creep—
He tryna creep, he don't know that I read it
Pers— Personally lately, I feel like I've made a mistake
I should've told you about all of the secrets
I felt it was better I kept it away

[Verse 1: Sdot Go & Jay Hound]
One call and I'm headin' your way
Spread a lil' money, she gettin' her way (Like)
On the duffel, spinnin' with bae
She want the G in her purse just in case
I'm on slime time, we was on 8th
Spinnin' on feet, was duckin' from the Jakes
With the blazer, we do not play
Nazzy up it, ootin like he Trae
.40 it barkin', it sound like a—
.40 it barkin', shit sound like a bass
Thotty she think I'm the ticket
Bad lil' bitch got me all in my feelings
Like, I do not know how she did it
I do not know how she got in the picture
Baby girl give your heart to a distance
I'm a demon, my heart in the drillin'
I could just act like you never existed
But, you know a demon need a real one

[Bridge: Sdot Go]
Why would I tell you a—
Like, why would I tell you a lie?
Bro got the G on his—
Bro got the G on the right of his side
Tryna bend through my block
I get to geek and start losin' my mind
Shit is just up, tell me somebody died
Told me leave her alone, she ain't tellin' me why

[Verse 2: NazGPG]
She keep thinkin' that I'm tryna leave her
I swear, I don't even cheat
She keep on screamin', I'm pullin' her hair
Got my thumb on her butt while we fuck to the beat
Listen to her, see if she care that I shot
I'm sorry, but, she gonna leave
Like, in the party, they playin' the Sweeps
Like, they got our shit on repeat
Met a baddie, she pretty and brown
Stickin' her thumb when I'm not around
I'm with the blazer, and a hound
Rollie be throwin', he makin' me proud
I got chops like I came from the south
Edot Baby be takin' me out
I throw a shot on the opps, gotta get low
Tell the driver get around

[Chorus: Sdot Go]
In the party, like, where is the bitches?
Like, fuck all the bitches
Get her gun, and tell her I did it
Soon as you play the Sweepers, she doin' the hip shit
Glock with a beam on my gun, I don't need no extension
I'm not in love, bitch
I do not care who you mess with
Why would I give her my heart?
She got me feelin' like I should've kept it
He tryna creep—
He tryna creep, he don't know that I read it
Pers— Personally lately, I feel like I've made a mistake
I should've told you about all of the secrets
I felt it was better I kept it away