YG - No Reason lyrics

[Produced by DJ Mustard] [?] no [Hook: YG] 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason 100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' [Verse 1: Jeezy] I'm in that b**h blowed smokin' like a Marley Jewelry so loud soundin' like a Harley Bottle in my hand but it ain't a 40 If nobody get shot then it ain't a party Versace on my feet, Versace on my belt I'm at the road dealer, I don't need help And the sh** that I'm packin' make the seat melt Chopper ridin' shotgun on the seatbelt My doors open up backwards, no way No use talkin' like you still f** with Jose Hella Avion, Perrier-Jouët Got some bad b**hes f**in' with my Fungsway So much rose gold, got thorns on it Got em' staring at my chain like there's p**n on it Half a million dollar car for no reason And we keep the clubs full like the Four Seasons [Hook: YG] 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason 100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' [Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le] I'mma ball on you n***as, I'm takin' all of they b**hes Now they see they can't be us, try to fly with us n***a No facade my n***a, I'm zero tolerance n***a Over two things, my folks and my economy n***a n***as gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me n***a Got a f**ed up a** temper, I'd prolly k** 'em And I ain't the one to start it but I'd prolly finish If I don't send him to the grave then it's probably the dentist Look ya'll n***as should prolly listen All I'm speakin' is real sh**, I should start a religion Ya'll lookin' like ya'll all on your feelin's When you see us in the club, all these bottles and b**hes f** it, I got money for the case I got money for the ace, I got money for an eighth I got money in the safe 'Bout to pull it out and drop money on a Wraith [Hook: YG] 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason 100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' [Verse 3: RJ] They call me R motherf**er If you with your broad you should cuff her, sh** That's on my momma I'mma need three feet Cause these b**hes want pictures, n***as want somethin' free Still got a lil raw in my draws lowkey Slow poke, Joe Clark, n***a lean on me Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego 100 bottles, can't even see the table Dope fiend, a n***a screamin' out the label Put you on the set or I can put you on the payroll Hanging off the roof like what's up with that b**h s**in' me and n***a's coupes, you in love with that b**h n***as die for a lick, shots till we equal I made it out the sand but it's still San Pedro [Hook: YG] 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin' 100 bottles in the club for no reason 100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club 100 bottles in the club for no reason n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'