Tae Roads - Why Don't We

Why don't we make a scene
Why don't we hit the club
Why don't we smoke some weed
Why we don't give a fuck
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why we don't really give a fuck
Why don't we make a scene
Why don't we hit the club
Why don't we smoke some weed
Why we don't give a fuck
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why we don't really give a fuck

Excuse me, my vision blurred
Here go my keys,
I don't need my new Bentley on the curb
My nigga Cruise came with a bird
I act a fool, put it in the herb
I got the tool, put it in the air
I got the crew with me,
All the cameras on me, it's a movie
I'm tryna do me
Get a lil' wild
Pass out, gotta put a nigga in the shower
Pop shit like blow
Real shit, nigga we can do it right now
Do it like it's no more chances
No more planning
Nigga we wildin' out, Nick Cannon! Ooh
Rich shit, these niggas can't stand it
We ain't got no chill
The perk got us on tilt
Hope the liquor don't spill,
I hope they don't look at the bill, damn
Ain't got no care in the world
Flex in yo face and we stare at yo girl
The weed from my hand in her curls,
Handle yo girl

Why don't we make a scene
Why don't we hit the club
Why don't we smoke some weed
Why we don't give a fuck
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why we don't really give a fuck
Why don't we make a scene
Why don't we hit the club
Why don't we smoke some weed
Why we don't give a fuck
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why we don't really give a fuck

They say I'm young and reckless
All out the roof on the exit
Poppin' my shit and I'm flexing
Weed in my lungs,
Heat in my gun, yeah
Eating somebody shorty up for lunch
Eating a molly, hope I get a buzz
We don't really hit the club,
But we can do that shit, cause I wanna dance
We can do that shit 'cause I'm on a xan
Baby you ain't gotta tell ya man
We do anything we feel
Drink it down, refill
Pour it up, throwing up gang
This sho' nuff going insane
Wake me up, if I doze
Hood shit wit my bros
Smoking doja outdoors
Drop the top in my ride
Drop some dick on my hoes,
Get on the road
Get out my body
I got a Glock & my niggas beside me
Lost in the money, you know where to find me

Why don't we make a scene
Why don't we hit the club
Why don't we smoke some weed
Why we don't give a fuck
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why we don't really give a fuck
Why don't we make a scene
Why don't we hit the club
Why don't we smoke some weed
Why we don't give a fuck
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why don't we
Why we don't really give a fuck

Written by:
CHARLES DAWSON, DEONTE JACKSON, DEREK MARTIN

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