Why You Still?

Why you still talkin' that shit?
Why you still all on my dick?
Why you still tryna fuck?
Got the cash, don't need no love
Why you still tryna smash?
Hit it two times then I dash
Pull up on yo bitch, splash

Keep the loud on me straight gas
Yeah, my name Renzo I'm blowing this cash
Racks in my pocket my pants lookin' fat
Got hella bad bitches hittin' my phone
Thirsty ass bitches won't leave me alone

I'm getting this guap then I run it
I'm getting this paper straight hunnids
You think it's a game but I won it
Sike lil bitch got a blunt and I'm dumb lit
Why you keep talkin' that shit, you a bitch

I95 blowing fuckin' clouds with the seat back
When you see me chillin' wit yo hoe at the door
Just know that I hit it first cause I had to fuckin' mack
I'm switching lanes on a bitch
You talkin' twelve you a snitch

I run around then I switch
Got Gucci, Louis on my hip
Why you still talkin' that shit?
Why you still all on my dick?
Why you still tryna fuck?

Got the cash, don't need no love
Why you still tryna smash?
Hit it two times then I dash
Pull up on yo bitch, splash
Keep the loud on me straight gas

I'm speaking that money, y'all can't understand me
That bitch lookin' ghost she just popped a Xanny
I'm servin' that green, I'm serving that bean
I'm servin' that white like my name Charlie Sheen

Renzo on top, it ain't no mistake
I eat yo bitch up like a dinner plate
These niggas pussy, so step up yo weight
Throwin' this paper, yall just throwin' hate
Never on time, fashionably late

Foreign bitches, man I gotta translate
She gave me dome, shit ain't even great
Bitch said tryna chill? I said nah I'm straight
Been on the grind, now I'm getting paid
Nigga talk shit might get hit with the fade
People say Renzo switched up but I stayed

Reppin' FL shouts out MIA Dade
If a nigga gonna try me put my hands up
Bitch I got my bands up
Designer on me I got my brands up
Why you still?
Why you still?
Acting a fool
My bitches wet like a pool

Aye
Honestly I just be in my lane chillin'
Pull out the strap got a nigga he squealin'
Got like three bitches and they all third wheelin'
I ain't got not heart, I ain't got no feelings
I ain't got no feelings

My whip ain't got no ceiling
Got so many dead presidents in my pocket
You'd think that I'm fucking killing, aye
24k got a house round my neck
Catch me in public I be fuckin' up a check
iPhone 7 sippin' on the hi tech
Wait, woah hold up a sec
Listen up I said this ain't a game

Renzo my name going straight to hall of fame
Geeked off the kush man that shit keep me sane
First class ticket, got the loud on the plane
Why you still talkin' that shit?
Why you still all on my dick?
Why you still tryna fuck?

Got the cash, don't need no love
Why you still tryna smash?
Hit it two times then I dash
Pull up on yo bitch, splash

Keep the loud on me straight gas
Aye I'm not even worried about none of y'all
I'ma just stay in my lane
Make this cash
You know how I be chillin'

All y'all niggas and bitches don't be hitting my phone no more
I ain't doing no favors
I'm not tryna chill
Y'all some broke boys and y'all some dirty hoes
I'm just tryna count my guap and roll up that good
Why you still talkin' that shit?
Why you still all on my dick?
Why you still tryna fuck?

Got the cash, don't need no love
Why you still tryna smash?
Hit it two times then I dash
Pull up on yo bitch, splash
Keep the loud on me straight gas