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Why You Lying

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All right, thanks to my nigga, Dylan.

We gon' paint with them kisses, hey.

Oh, oh, you smokin' tank.

Am I a lover, yo?

We get shit wet like the river, y'all.

We get shit wet like the river, y'all.

I wet your shit like Austin Ruins Hill.

on my side is getting wicked nigga sly mama told that boy to shake

So he ride on that Maccabee a titty.

Show no pity when we diving.

Royal brother in the gang before he hit.

Why you high?

OG Navi dropping bass.

No, I don't.

It's why you lying.

MS Pop, Pop and Taz.

Spent five racks on my designer.

Put up on your ass.

Boy, that's your ass up when we find you.

Make sure shizzle off.

to drippin' all the rizzle on my time.

Hey, them fuck niggas gon' hate me, let them hate me, that's they problem.

I'm fuckin' on the Cougar and the Jaguars.

You know them kids, they go through brick with them ARs, they bought that drum.

I fought with Don, that boy my ace, you know my spade, all I do call him.

Oh, it's the right time.

Oh, she'll drop that strap on anybody right now.

O.D.

my lifeline.

And let Lalika.

Glow where the dick is trying to piss.

Don't let him peek out.

He drove a Stolo through the Miala line, see Street

They know G9 a whole little fella, and where the G9 from?

They know a little older guy, piece guy.

I bought my mama a new house.

I got it.

I told him, rock him up.

Nigga run up on now.

Watch how I back him up.

Black as fuck.

Yeah, I know my skin tone, but I'm going to work with some of these diamonds.

That's it.

Yo, you see G9, that boy be shining my pistol with me.

Whatever you think it is, well, that ain't what it was.

We'll be right back.

We'll be right back.

Oh, you know Spacestick?

You playin' Trump, you on some Donald Trump slave shit?

Uh-huh, I call my cook, he cook shit up.

That boy go crazy.

I said to pal, nigga, follow up the pavement.

Hey, I said, it's proud, because how the fuck you not made it?

Oh, we on the street like we the ones who fucking claim it.

Okay, file off a squeak.

That's on your squeak.

That's on my baby.

Most shots in the arm in the Navy.

They better come with a little arm and get cremated.

My mama says you crazy, baby, you famous.

I got a brother named Little Block where he gonna swing you.

And Jay Beazy, he gon' shit.

We call him anus.

We call him anus.

And how Huncho, he's swaying a stick.

He ain't got anus.

Niggas sliding in my city for a payment.

Make your block vacant.

Make a rearrangement.

Oh, yeah, I'm tired of fakers, why the fuck?

You know my side is getting wicked, nigga sly.

Mama told that boy to shake the city, so he ride.

On that Mac, it be a titty.

Show no pity when we dive.

Royal brother in the gang before he hit him.

Why you hide?

OG Navi dropping baths.

No, I don't.

It's why you lying.

MS Cosby popping tats.

Spent five racks on my designer.

Put up on your ass.

Boy, that's your ass up when we find you.

Make sure shizzle off.

to drippin' all the rizzle on my tongue.

Hey, them fuck niggas gon' hate me.

Let them hate me, that's they problem.

I'm fuckin' on a Kuga and a Jaguar.

You know them K's, they go through brick, but them A.R.'

's, they rock that drum.

I fuck with Don, that boy my ace, you know my spade, all I do call him.

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