Tell Me Why Lyrics - Rich Homie Quan

All my niggas so hungry, man they just eat what they kill 

I like convertible Bentleys and houses deep in the Hills 

I might tell the whole crew come through 

My squad gotta roll through come through 

Tell the young high school kids keep dreamin' 

Because they sure do come true 

Then I say, this that fuckin' mob shit, this that fuckin' player shit 

This that shake a bottle up and bust the top and spray the shit 

Bitches gettin' dugout like where all the fuckin' players sit 

And like you just got traded, girl 

you don't know who you're playin' with 

Oh yeah, oh yeah, my sound is what up right now 

I've been down, but I'm up right now 

Nigga been backstrokin' and breaststrokin' 

Through that lane that you left open 

Man I don't give a fuck right now 

Let a nigga swim in the pussy on the low 

'Bout to go drown in the cup right now, holla 

I don't know what it was about you 

Like blue you left me without a clue 

(I pictured the fate, is it true?) 

'Cause I try to make this shit work 

(But it seems like is it your feelings 

You kept them hatin' bitches all in our business) 

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But I just got one question baby, tell me why? 

I Started from the bottom like Drake said, high 

You the type of nigga gettin' robbed on a blind date, my squad'll 

kick in your door where that safe at 

No Atari, games girl I don't play that 

If she broke on that nutshell 

everything I say I follow (What you talkin' 'bout?) 

Ummmm, Polo shirt, my collar up 

Drippin' on these hoes 

Ain't by myself, it's a lot of us 

Made a little money, still ain't got enough 

And if you got a nigga dead, put your lighter up 

Keep my eyes open, don't say nothin' 

Motor geeked up like a raisin 

You don't know me, you must mistake me 

For somebody else 

But it's somethin' about you that I fell in love with 

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Your ex nigga, fuck him 

I had to tell her that 

I don't know what it was about you 

Like blue you left me without a clue 

(I pictured the fate, is it true?) 

'Cause I try to make this shit work 

(But it seems like is it your feelings 

You kept them hatin' bitches all in our business) 

But I just got one question baby, tell me why? 

Question, baby, tell me why 

One question, baby, tell me why