Don't You Lie

Pull up, thirty-four, thirty, know a young n- scorin'
Introduce her to the real 'cause her last man was borin'
Do the dash in the coupe, blowin' gas out the roof
Inhale all smoke, exhale out the truth

From the man to the heart's where a young n- shoot
N- dyin' for them headshots, f- a bulletproof
I was flexin' forty-five so I copped out for four
Just let a nigga home, 'cause they couldn't get more

Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
I just came home from three, do the rest on probation
Fill my double cup, that Activis my motivation
Fill my double cup, that Activis my medication

Dropped out first day, and I'm Louboutins
Kissed my son and told him love him and I'll never leave again
Pockets filled all the way up with them Blue Benjamins
Pockets 'bout to bust open with them Blue Benjamins

Jumped in the 'Rari, ninety all the way home
With this bad lil' foreign, tryna see what she on
I'm a bossed-up n- with a bossed-up b-
With a bossed-up clique, RBMG the s-

Don't you know we 'bout that stick talk, we'll make it happen
I bust down the Rollies, got all my n- matchin'
Then I'm swervin' in that fast lane, can catch me in traffic
Yeah, I'm swervin' in that fast lane, can catch me in traffic

Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
N- say I ain't in it like the player bring static
Ballin' like LeBron, it's crazy how my Scottie Pippen missin'
Last free am tryin' to b- 'cause my Scottie Pippen missin'

They want us to fall off, tell them n- keep wishin'
Told her shawty don't switch, ain't a winner, you ain't winnin'
Told her baby you can have the world and everything in it
Told her baby you can have the world a.nd everything in it

Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie with me
Girl, you f- with the realest
Girl, you f- with realest, yeah
Girl, you f- with the realest, yeah
I said, you f- with the realest, yeah

(I just came home from three, do the rest on probation)
(Fill my double cup, that Activis my motivation)
(Fill my double cup, that Activis my medication)

Pull up, thirty-four, thirty, know a young n- scorin'
Introduce her to the real 'cause her last man was borin'
Do the dash in the coupe, blowin' gas out the roof
Inhale all smoke, exhale out the truth

From the man to the heart's where a young n- shoot
N- dyin' for them headshots, f- a bulletproof
I was flexin' forty-five so I copped out for four
Just let a n- home, 'cause they couldn't get more

Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie with me
You are the bold named Jeez, we're supposed to know the same
Yeah am just your king am residing my queen
Yeah am just your king am residing my queen

If you ran for n- should look like a queen
Told shawty don't leave, you can leave at your dream
Rubber band money gang, I do this s- for my team
Rubber band money gang, I do this s- for my team

Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
Yeah



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Writer(s): Fallon Tashira King, Joshua Theodore Cross
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