No Reason - Weiland

Shoutout to my jeweler, bitch I’m rolling off a magic bean

Got that Ruger on me, things got bloody, had to leave the scene

And people say they love me but they only want a feat from me

They see I’m on the come up, now me ex just keep on calling me

And I just turned 15, I’m seeing things I can’t believe

I’m starting to feel sober now, so I’m drinking on this codeine

And I’m smoking on this loud pack, all these blinded memories

And you didn’t even know me but now you wanna get with me

She calling on my phone, she hit me up for no reason

She calling on my phone, she hit me up for no reason

I got all these clothes and all this money for no reason

For no reason, for no reason

For no reason, for no reason

Woah, woah, woah