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Least Ian Lie

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Lirik
DMac got me

Man I ain't told a lie yet

S**t why would I

Go

Had ran outta Za couldn't find no more

Got served by a n***a I robbed before

Robbed before

Dosed off in a designer store

Sleep

Too much wock I was soundin' slow

Soundin' slow

Talk too much I silence you

Silence

I don't hear nothin' it's quiet for you

Shhh

I done lost all respect for you

Uh

That's worse than a n***a being mad at you

Swear

Watchin' Ja Morant get forty- four points

Courtside in fetty's foreign with the fire

On me

I f**k around and got caught up my name got brought up

'Member that time in Dubai

Lonely

I had to try 'em one time with the devil

I got for the low but they go for the half

I'm lovin' both of my b***hes the same

It's hard to explain they both entertain

I can't explain

Went where it's at had to shoot to the bank

His price a lil' high but he front what I bag

Front what I get

Walk- in your trap and take over your trap

Just ended the drought 'cause your city was dry

Dry

When you get hold to some money

They gon' find a reason to hate you I'm tellin' you now

What

Least I ain't least I ain't least I ain't lie

Nah

Least I ain't least I ain't least I ain't lie

Least I ain't

Can't tolerate no f**k s**t

Put some bread on your head like a biscuit

N***a I ain't touch him I ain't do s**t physically

Choppa cook a n***a leave his a*s rotisserie

Bruh you can get her back when she finish with me

Sure

S**t true me and her got history

At this point in my life I don't lie to no b***h

Diss me gon' deal with it deal with it

Why lie

Who stamped you n***as

Huh

Just now hearin' s**t 'bout you n***as

Red

Get chased down chasin' clout lil' n***a

Bah bah bah

Get 'em gone got the utmost respect for my hitters

Go

Ear to the streets mind on murder

Word

Brain in the clouds high as a hurdle

Up

Tri- color chains these diamonds sharpened

Brcicks

H*e went bananas I had to curve her least I ain't lie

Ha

Went where it's at had to shoot to the bank

His price a lil' high but he front what I bag

Front what I get

Walk in your trap and take over your trap

Just ended the drought 'cause your city was dry

Dry

When you get hold to some money

They gon' find a reason to hate you I'm tellin' you now

What

Least I ain't least I ain't least I ain't lie

Nah

Least I ain't least I ain't least I ain't lie

Least I ain't

Least I ain't least I ain't least I ain't lie

Least I ain't least I ain't least I ain't lie