I Don't Know Why - Blacc Zacc

Yeah

Yeah

She a real bitch, I can see it in her eye

IMixNation for real

Yeah

She a real bitch‚ I can see it in her eye

Lie to her all the time‚ I don’t know why

It be so much that she don’t even cry

She kill the scene and she don’t even try

Fuck it‚ let’s take a trip to Dubai

Yeah, you so fly and we stay in the sky

I’m in first class and she right by my side

She grabbin' my dick and I’m rubbin' her thigh

I spend a check in Japan when we land

I keep her right and I keep her with bands

She independent, she do what she can

But she make it known that she don’t need no man

We get so drunk‚ have a hangover

She eat that dick for a Range Rover

I beat it up, then it’s game over

Yeah, I beat it up‚ then it’s game over

She get so wet, umbrella

She wanna fuck then cuddle

She been right there from the gutter

So I don’t give no fucks, I love her

She ride that dick like a shuttle

I turned her wrist to a puddle

I front them P’s to her brother

But nigga, this business, so come with my cheddar

Yeah, I get the pack then ship it

So anything you want, go get it

I’ma turn you up, make 'em feel you

She done fell in love with the dealer

Treat her like an orange, how I peel her

Yeah, damn that pussy taste like vanilla, yeah

Get an A plus, she got good head

And she a real bitch, she a thoroughbred, yeah

Yeah, I fuck with this

Hold up

Yeah

Yeah

We be low-key when we out in the streets

Niggas too nosey, so we be discrete

Don’t inbox my bitch, you might get you ass beat

The last nigga tried me, I put him to sleep, yeah

Hit like Muhammad Ali, yeah

Knock your lil' ass off your feet, yeah

Try it, and nigga, you’ll see, yeah

Shit can get sour from thinking it’s sweet

Shit can get sour from thinking it’s sweet

Buy you some Gucci, ain’t boycotting me

Double G shoe, put some stars on your feet

We got this drip out of Paris and Greece

Trip out the country, ten thousand a seat

Meal on the jet, that’s a bon appétit

Fuck up a bag every time that we eat

Fuck from the back, I got nut on my tee

Fuck from the back, I got nut on my shirt

Know that I’m rich but she still go to work

Ain’t asking for shit, she gon' get her bag first

My bitch want a house, she not impressed by no purse

She tell me chill out when I be on the syrup

In love with codeine, shit I think that I’m cursed

Fuck her to sleep, now she acting berserk

If I fuck a new bitch, man, you’ll always be first

Buy a watch for you, won’t hurt no more

But I can’t lie, I don’t work no more

Swear it’s so hard to let the feelings go

You can’t let it go, you can take some more

She like it slow when I hit from the back

Jump in that pussy and then I attack

She call me daddy, she don’t call me Zacc

She call me daddy, she don’t call me Zacc

I mean, I ain’t perfect, but shit

What, you gon' go fuck with a lame?

Haha

You’re too bossed up for that

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

She a real bitch, I can see it in her eye

She kill the scene and she don’t even try

I don’t know why

She don’t even try

Fuck it, let’s take a trip to Dubai

We be so fly, always stay in the sky

I’m in first class and she right by my side

She grabbing my dick and I’m rubbing her thigh, ooh