[Intro: Quentin Miller]
Yeah.... brown liquor baby!
It's not a myth - haha, it's the real thing
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Yeah...
Oh, for no reason, I pull up for no reason
I pull up for no reason
97 finny in the parking lot no reason
She play my shit like recess
I'm ballin' like a reason
I don't need no reason
My new bitch from Ibiza
She like eating pizza
So I got her Domino's
Did it for no reason
I could have got her Pizza Hut
Could have got her Papa John's
Oh my god I'm puttin' on -
Fuelband, a hundred fifty-bucks for no reason
Nike checks all over me for what nigga no reason
I ain't got a deal, I ain't Bron' no endorsements
And I caught your bitch pulling up openin' doors for no reason

[Verse 2: CJ Francis IV]
Ooh, for no reason, I pull up for no reason
I pull up for no reason
91 stay outside it ain't recent, uh
But my shawty with me - decent
Brought a bunch of cash to L.A
Yeah I didn't want to use the Visa
I ain't even stunting either...
Pull up for no reason, no reason
That's what she would say, what she say
But no reason...
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