All on You E

Why, why, why, Why do You do the things that you do? Why do you do the things that you do? Acting funny, playing victim, point the finger when It's all on you. You a lying ass bitch, that's why I don't Fuck with you. Ay, Play, play, play the victim or do whatever you Want. I always keep it solid, I don't know The shit that you on. I gotta keep it Moving, it's Call of Duty in this war zone. So if you ain't with me, I ain't waiting Homie, I'm gone. You want a little clout, then I'll shout you out on my song. Prolly get more views 'cause they like the shit That I'm on. They like this Mexican, they be Knowing that's Cocaine song. I'm really killing shit, you only hating 'cause I'm Put on. Ay, Ay, what's all that shit that you posting on The Gram? Puckered up your lips bitch, yeah, I Thought you was a man. Heard you talking all That shit, but in person shake my hand. I don't need to take shit 'cause I'll get It on my own. Gotta make this rap work Or I'm trapping out a home. Shipping keys out of state, destination is this Clothes. Thirteen hundred sitting down while my Bitch be on her foes. Uh, ay, why do you do the things that You do? Yeah, pointing fingers, acting brand new. You a lying ass bitch, I ain't fucking with You. Why do you do the things that you Do? Acting funny, playing victim, point the finger When it's all on you. You a lying ass bitch, that's why I don't Fuck with you. Cash, Yeah. What up Cocaine? These, these bitches act cool, But they breath smell like T-Bird. French block, I was raised running, ducking from the G-Bird. Your homies act hard, we gon' put him On a T-shirt. He hurt, yeah, get, Get your money up. I shut these bitches up When they talking all that we shit. Bitch you ain't French, heard you telling at the Precinct. I'm a dog, I ain't decent, got her Sipping on my semen. Get money every day, Holidays and every season. The reason, bitch we hustling, never leeching. Hope you running if I'm reaching, got a tech, Fuck your vest. We gon' see you on the Evening, these bitches telling lies. Fuck 'em all, believe 'em, fuck 'em all, believe 'em. Why, why do you do the things that You do? Point fingers, act a victim, 'cause you Know bitch it's all on you. You little lying ass bitch, I ain't fucking with You. Why do you do the things that you Do? Acting funny, playing victim, point the finger When it's all on you. You a lying ass bitch, that's why I don't Fuck with you. That was it?