DJ Drama - Reason lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] My time (Heavy, turn that sh*t up) (Gangsta Grillz) [Chorus] Ayy, sh*t on these hoes for no reason I could go big any season, ayy (I can) Ayy, he wasn't keepin' up with me, I had to leave his heart in pieces (To leave his heart in pieces) Ayy, I blow a check for no reason, you wouldn't fu*kin' believe it (You wouldn't fu*kin' believe it) Ayy, I want new Louis and Prada, you b*tches still stuck in last season Ayy, b*tch, I got a reason to brag (Brag) b*tch, I got a reason to speak (Speak) Ayy, b*tch, I got a reason, it's all of these hitters around me that's packin' this heat (Brr) b*tch, I got a reason to stunt (Yeah) b*tch, I got a reason to buy out the mall b*tch, I got a reason it's millions involved These broke b*tches don't got a reason at all (Ayy-ayy) [Verse 1] b*tch I'm the G.O.A.T., beyond a reasonable doubt Rihanna talkin' to me now (On God) We takin' over, we gon' hit 'em with another one, it's our time to run the town (My time) Nah, it's my time to the globe (Yessir) 80K up on the chain, just for show Heard these b*tches sayin' that I ain't buy it, sh*t, but I got the receipt, yo (Ayy) Know all these b*tches wishin' they was in my position (Ayy) I'm in the game, every quarter you benchin' (Yeah, yeah) I do this shìt for the b*tches who say I ain't got it Now they gotta watch while I'm winnin' Bet when I speak they gon' listen I'm giving out game like a lecture, Lakeyah professor (Ayy) All of my diamonds perfection, look at my collection I tell 'em to go get the tester (Ayy) [Chorus] Ayy, sh*t on these hoes for no reason (Reason) I could go big any season, ayy (I can) Ayy, he wasn't keepin' up with me, I had to leave his heart in pieces (To leave his heart in pieces) Ayy, I blow a check for no reason, you wouldn't fu*kin' believe it (You wouldn't fu*kin' believe it) Ayy, I want new Louis and Prada, you b*tches still stuck in last season Ayy, b*tch, I got a reason to brag (Brag) b*tch, I got a reason to speak (Speak) Ayy, b*tch, I got a reason, it's all of these hitters around me that's packin' this heat (Brr) b*tch, I got a reason to stunt (Yeah) b*tch, I got a reason to buy out the mall b*tch, I got a reason it's millions involved These broke b*tches don't got a reason at all (They don't) [Verse 2] Ayy, shìt on these hoes for no reason (Reason) I do this sh*t 'cause it's easy (It is) Know I shouldn't blow this much money on drip but this sh*t kinda pleasin' (It please me) Ayy, 'cause I just ran up a new bag (I did) I'm chargin' b*tches some G's for a tag (They know) They say I'm piped up, I need to be humble b*tch, I'm QC so I'm actin' an ass b*tch, I be linked with Baby and City Girls (I do) I'm in the office with Coach K and P (Yeah) Know they keep wonderin' how I'm the G.O.A.T of this shìt? But these b*tches ain't fu*kin' with me And yeah, I just killed that lil' freestyle, I know that you seen it, just know that the flow isn't free I flew to LA just to finish a project, I'm still gon' tell Heavy to turn up the beat (Heavy, turn that sh*t up) [Chorus] Ayy, sh*t on these hoes for no reason (Reason) I could go big any season, ayy (I can) Ayy, he wasn't keepin' up with me, I had to leave his heart in pieces (To leave his heart in pieces) Ayy, I blow a check for no reason, you wouldn't fu*kin' believe it (You wouldn't fu*kin' believe it) Ayy, I want new Louis and Prada, you b*tches still stuck in last season Ayy, b*tch, I got a reason to brag (Brag) b*tch, I got a reason to speak (Speak) Ayy, b*tch, I got a reason, it's all of these hitters around me that's packin' this heat (Brr) b*tch, I got a reason to stunt (Yeah) b*tch, I got a reason to buy out the mall b*tch, I got a reason it's millions involved These broke b*tches don't got a reason at all, ni**a (They don't)