Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Idk Why, artist - Drakeo The Ruler. Date of issue: 15.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Idk Why |
| If it’s beef on the plate, you’ll get chipped like a bowl of Nachos |
| A hundred shots and the next one’s with Johnny Bravo |
| Long convos with Ben Frank and Miley Cyrus |
| Both of my wrists, bitch, 'll blind every one inside here |
| Sticks with high beams I promise you don’t want to fight me |
| Put his head in a box like he on a IP |
| A movie, Spike Lee, A pizza party, Peter Piper |
| Call your girlfriend she cheating on you |
| Shit, we laughing at 'em, all my opps need baths to use a rest room |
| Wayne Gretzky, the ice on me in Lethal Weapon |
| Moves from Tekken on Ryu Kicker, Jet-Li |
| Hadouken, stupid chop it ain’t past school |
| Hit my opps «Finally come outside», we should pass through there |
| Heard little Pooh Bear, got metal rides and dirty screws in stupid Ru' really |
| A bitch can’t get a Happy Meal from me |
| Jack and Gill callin', that’s the pills callin' |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| (Shit) |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| (Shit) |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| (For real) |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me (it's not) |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me, nigga |
| GrindHard |
| Muddy ass pop I’m drinkin' Tris today |
| I just made 20K, I’m feelin' rich today |
| The way I’m feelin', I might take a nigga bitch today |
| Hood nigga, I just made a sale at a Chick Filet |
| I don’t cut your time, man, the roll I made, was minute made |
| Auntie called, I asked her «Please, please, please, can you save the drank?» |
| Fiend textin' «Please, hurry up!», I still make him wait |
| Passin' out testers to the fiends, givin' tenths away |
| Can’t believe that I’ve seen some opps, I let em get away |
| Came to Cali', Flint too hot; |
| I came to LA |
| …I had to get away |
| I ain’t bring none' my niggas with me it’s just me and bae |
| I don’t know who be in bullshit more it’s between Twin and K |
| When I go to slide I don’t know, which one to use I always hesitate |
| Glock, FN, PLR or I should I grap the 'K? |
| It don’t matter which one I grab 'cause they gon' die anyway |
| A two, fo', a six or should I pour a eight? |
| Wock', Pie, Hi-Tec, Tris and Martin Groth, I love all the drank |
| Can’t figure if the love real or is it really fake |
| Should I stash my money in the safe or should I play the bank? |
| Fuck it, I’ma leave the crib with no money and see what I make |
| Hold up, do some Pie in a 20 ounce Sprite |
| like fuck the house today |
| Some advice, if you in the trap with that bitch on you, keep it off and safe |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| (Shit) |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| (Shit) |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| (For real) |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me (it's not) |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me, nigga |
| Ay, why the fuck you try to call yourself competin' with me, nigga |
| Heard his ass tryna fight, 40 beatin' on a nigga |
| I just left 2−1, and get some green from my sister |
| Cudi gotta peel a life sentence, blood gotta fight the system |
| Ay ay, boy, it’s a new chop |
| A limb shit? |
| Tryna hit your melon, watch your rooftop! |
| Put a switch on a 22. now it’s a new Glock |
| Damn, It’s gon' go off |
| Nigga, I ain’t worried 'bout a sucker, boy, pop it off |
| Ay ay, bitch, take yo' panties off |
| Nigga, we keep spinnin' 'round this bitch 'til we take you off |
| Lil Cudi’ll get him dizzy with this chop, nigga, you actin' soft |
| Ay ay, bitch, what’s the program |
| Nigga, I’m from 9 Gill, I don’t know them |
| Ohh weeh, I ain’t trippin', we got them poles in |
| Got 30 but you can hold ten |
| Ay ay, bitch, what’s the program |
| Nigga, I’m from 9 Gill, I don’t know them |
| Ohh weeh, I ain’t trippin', we got them poles in |
| Got 30 but you can hold ten |
| (Why the fuck you try to call yourself competin' with me, nigga |
| Heard his ass tryna fight, 40 beatin' on a nigga |
| I just left 2−1, and get some green from my sister |
| Cudi gotta peel a life sentence, blood gotta fight the system) |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| (Shit) |
| I don’t know why they keep mistakin' me for Mister Tee and shit |
| (Shit) |
| He’s a clown but we turned him to a cheeto man today |
| (For real) |
| I don’t know why these pussy niggas think it’s sweet with me (it's not) |
| I don’t know why you even call yourself competin' with me, nigga |