Jean Baptiste - I Don't Need a Reason lyrics

[Hook] All I do is flex, I don't need a reason All I want is s**, I don't need a reason Fly out on a jet, I don't need a reason Every day's a never ending summer season All eyes on me [Verse 1] 160, blink and miss me Super nifty, riding swiftly Rolling through the sticks Leather extra crispy, effortlessly Power steering, accurately, ready for action, actually Mellow, relaxed and co*king my snapback Not taking no God damn back chat Just racking up fat stacks No ring, no chain, no fat chaps I don't get no sleep, no cat naps And everybody wanna be on my black sack But I don't slack You don't really wanna see me get abstract I'll switch up the place like have that Don't care about none of that rap crap Steer clear of the rat trap Some say that I lack tact But I'm on the map And I'm setting the pace, I'm on track So get out my face, I'm on slapping I'm on scrapping, so stop yapping, what's crackalacking? Don't follow fashion, just keeping it G With these hoes, macking, and that's what's happening What? That's what's happening [Hook] [Verse 2] God bless me, nobody can't test me Everyday life can't stress me, stay on the ball like Messi Money and women are the only things that impress me I stay fly and s**y Life is a game of chess, and all the girls wanna check me How much do you wanna bet me, that I never ever let a female sweat me? Get me I ain't gotta talk no more, cause soon as I walk in the door everybody stops doing what they're doing, don't know what they're pausing for, don't know what they're gawping for Bad boy from the LDN, what the world's been calling for, been balling for And your girl gets wet, stays up in the morning for Don't know what you're stalling for Get with the programme, I got the flow and I've got the dough and money to blow And, this ain't a slow jam, ready to rock and I'm ready to roll, I'm gripping at the Trojan Never gonna get caught slipping, never gonna get caught tripping Never too soft on the women If it ever gets too hot in the kitchen, I'm dipping, I ain't gonna stand there dripping, I'm missing [Hook] [Verse 3] International, flex and go When I'm at home, I stay low Yo, lay in the cut, they can't see me bro And I'm living it up, they can't be me though Get on the mic, I get easy dough When I'm cutting the cheques, cause I'm C.E.O Keep on fronting, like you don't know I stay repping the Manor, and that's E3, Bow Stay with a brownin', get around the town, you better hold it down I'll leave you breathing slow Overstand, cause I ain't even clowning, I'll leave you drowning from head to toe Wet, why you trying to put me in check? I play for keeps, you better know I don't pet Knock your head off your shoulders, no sweat, watch your step [Hook]