Thot and she got red paws on her feet, girl you lyin'
Flex to the hoes like they wanted meet me, girl you lyin'
Boyfriend say he know me and he wanna do a fe, girl you lyin'
and the bitch say she love me, no want me in the streets, girl you lyin'
Niggas wolfing like the glo don't stay wit the heat, boy you lyin'
Opps talking like they got bodies under they be, boy you lyin'
You are in a house and you acting like you out here in the streets, boy you lyin'
and you flexing but you struggle like you never be with, boy you lyin'
Opps act like they ass want beef, boy you lyin'
Pull up on the block let the chopper go ratarra, bullets flyin' (ratarra)
Don't act like shop that Louis if you lyin' (stop)
All that make up on your face girl you ain't fine (pop)
You call my line I don't wanna talk I ain't got time
Your bullshit convos baby please stop that lyin' (stop it)
I'm out here evereyday in the field on my grind but still got that nine
Let a nigga try to run up on one time a nigga gon die I ain't lying
Everyday I'm with my gang
In traffic, big ass 30, smoking on propane
I ain't lyin', glo gang we ride
We out here everyday and the opps stay hidin'
They lyin'
[?], that money ain't shit girl I'll pay your card note
And it ain't nothin' to me

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