They Lying

Aye
What you selling nigga if he say its white then I know he lying
Aye come on
Aye
Aye
What you selling if he say its white then I know he lying
Older heads ain't never touch a twenty and they passed they prime
Don't hold back that nigga try to rob you
Shoot em tell he die
Don't come back if you don't got my money better come in time
Tie it up and sell it on the corner
I aint talkin dimes
They know we just hustle and influence we ain't causing crimes
Still aint scared to load up on the glizzy you touch one of mine
Still aint scared to load up eighteen wheelers boy you down to drive
wockhardt or the tris I can't do green cause it won't get me high
Pull up on him step out when you park up we aint driving by
Better drive with cautious if you creeping when you sliding by
streets aint what you think it is you better off just stay inside
Brody gettin info off a junkie he gone make like nine
Wake up shawty check we hit just cleared ima wait til five
Trap be jumping winter to the winter it aint never dry
Bring the pints make sure that's its sealed I don't need no line
Hop on the plane with all these fucking ps I ain't scared to fly
Said fuck the field and hopped out to the streets
I ain't scared to grind
I take my pain and put it on these beats I don't do no crying
I fuck his bitch i heard she give good head and she fuckin fine
Plug just fronted all this fucking work he might not see a dime
What you seeing vvs make you blur it might just make you blind
Might just make you blind
What seeing vvs make you blur it might just
Them niggas cappin man them niggas ain't sellin shit
them niggas ain't on shit them niggas ain't outside man
Fuck



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Writer(s): Kevin Troncoso
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