NFL
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
No Fucking Lie...
No Fucking Lie...
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
I ain't gotta tell no bitch a lie
Shit ain't gonna hurt ya, then bitch I might
If i'm gon' tell it, shit'll only be white
What you gonna do when I come through out of spite?
If I wanna start a fight? Maybe even fuck your wife?
One thing about me, I never check the price
So just watch your head, yeah No Fucking Lie
Huddle up, huddle, i'm getting strategic
They know i'm a player, and this is my season
Live below Means, I ain't talkin' bout Steven
You just a 2nd, but not like the Chiefs man
Yes i'm on the field, but got a 100 on the sideline
Look at you up on my watch, these bitches is on my time
Imma put the D on (Deion), make you feel like you in Prime Time
Not afraid to bury (Barry) you, if you come up to me just lying (Lion)
In LV so much they just call me the Raider
You weirdos with minors, i'm tryna be major
1986, named the award of Lawrence Taylor
Let me know when you get it, i'm the rap game's savior
I call my Tommy, Brady
If I pay ten (Peyton), that's Manning
Rhymes is real tight, 'cause I tie up all my loose ends
Never catch me down, i'm always "1st and 10"
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
I ain't gotta tell no bitch a lie
Shit ain't gonna hurt ya, then bitch I might
If i'm gon' tell it, shit'll only be white
What you gonna do when I come through out of spite?
If I wanna start a fight? Maybe even fuck your wife?
One thing about me, I never check the price
So just watch your head, yea No Fucking Lie
Official, Official
QB in the game, I send the goons signals
B-b-blow the whistle
"Foul on the play, Unnecessary roughness"
That's not how your bitch feel!
I'm here for the coin, this ain't a toss up
Got multiple agendas, yeah i'm tryna Boss up
Brush off the haters, don't forget to floss, WHAT?
Unless you cut my check, you can never check me, DUH!
Pass me by lateral, use your body as collateral
Never drafted on my team, me and you are not compatible
They wanted me to play ball, now i'm doing it National
You are not in my league, you are moreso just laughable
HA HA HA HA, I can't help it when I touch down
Laugh and do a dance, cause i'm the one who scores the big crowds
To the next city, I be swervin' bitches and clouds
If I go to New York, got the Jet up on my speed dial
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
I ain't gotta tell no bitch a lie
Shit ain't gonna hurt ya, then bitch I might
If i'm gon' tell it, shit'll only be white
What you gonna do when I come through out of spite?
If I wanna start a fight? Never scared to take a flight
One thing about me, I always stay fly
Just look up and find me, probably in the sky
Need me a rich bitch, nickname her "Green Bae,"
Swim with the dolphins, then fly to Miami
Hope she's a panther, black and exquis-ze
Don't try and ghost me, and pull a P. Swayze
You tired and hurt, you just need a substitution
I'm tired of the bullshit, but not the team in Houston
That's why I get defensive, like J. J. Watt
Who you think you fooling? Claiming everything, that you are not!
Claiming everything, that you are not
If I wanted I could have it, I could take that spot
Intercept the pass down, I got the throne on lock
N.O. i'm not a Saint, but this shit a Breeze (Brees), on God!
I could take that spot, got the throne on lock
N.O. i'm not a Saint, but this shit a Breeze (Brees), on God!
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
No Fucking Lie...
No Fucking Lie...
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
I ain't gotta tell no bitch a lie
Shit ain't gonna hurt ya, then bitch I might
If i'm gon' tell it, shit'll only be white
What you gonna do when I come through out of spite?
If I wanna start a fight? Maybe even fuck your wife?
One thing about me, I never check the price
So just watch your head, yeah No Fucking Lie
Huddle up, huddle, i'm getting strategic
They know i'm a player, and this is my season
Live below Means, I ain't talkin' bout Steven
You just a 2nd, but not like the Chiefs man
Yes i'm on the field, but got a 100 on the sideline
Look at you up on my watch, these bitches is on my time
Imma put the D on (Deion), make you feel like you in Prime Time
Not afraid to bury (Barry) you, if you come up to me just lying (Lion)
In LV so much they just call me the Raider
You weirdos with minors, i'm tryna be major
1986, named the award of Lawrence Taylor
Let me know when you get it, i'm the rap game's savior
I call my Tommy, Brady
If I pay ten (Peyton), that's Manning
Rhymes is real tight, 'cause I tie up all my loose ends
Never catch me down, i'm always "1st and 10"
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
I ain't gotta tell no bitch a lie
Shit ain't gonna hurt ya, then bitch I might
If i'm gon' tell it, shit'll only be white
What you gonna do when I come through out of spite?
If I wanna start a fight? Maybe even fuck your wife?
One thing about me, I never check the price
So just watch your head, yea No Fucking Lie
Official, Official
QB in the game, I send the goons signals
B-b-blow the whistle
"Foul on the play, Unnecessary roughness"
That's not how your bitch feel!
I'm here for the coin, this ain't a toss up
Got multiple agendas, yeah i'm tryna Boss up
Brush off the haters, don't forget to floss, WHAT?
Unless you cut my check, you can never check me, DUH!
Pass me by lateral, use your body as collateral
Never drafted on my team, me and you are not compatible
They wanted me to play ball, now i'm doing it National
You are not in my league, you are moreso just laughable
HA HA HA HA, I can't help it when I touch down
Laugh and do a dance, cause i'm the one who scores the big crowds
To the next city, I be swervin' bitches and clouds
If I go to New York, got the Jet up on my speed dial
No Fucking Lie, yeah No Fucking Lie
I ain't gotta tell no bitch a lie
Shit ain't gonna hurt ya, then bitch I might
If i'm gon' tell it, shit'll only be white
What you gonna do when I come through out of spite?
If I wanna start a fight? Never scared to take a flight
One thing about me, I always stay fly
Just look up and find me, probably in the sky
Need me a rich bitch, nickname her "Green Bae,"
Swim with the dolphins, then fly to Miami
Hope she's a panther, black and exquis-ze
Don't try and ghost me, and pull a P. Swayze
You tired and hurt, you just need a substitution
I'm tired of the bullshit, but not the team in Houston
That's why I get defensive, like J. J. Watt
Who you think you fooling? Claiming everything, that you are not!
Claiming everything, that you are not
If I wanted I could have it, I could take that spot
Intercept the pass down, I got the throne on lock
N.O. i'm not a Saint, but this shit a Breeze (Brees), on God!
I could take that spot, got the throne on lock
N.O. i'm not a Saint, but this shit a Breeze (Brees), on God!
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Writer(s): Eric Schell, Matthew Vincelet
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