Lie For

Ayy, let's get it

V-Lone sweater, with the Gucci slides
Bad bitch squirtin' on my face, Made her coochie cry
Matter fact, pussy wet as fuck, call it super slide
Told you niggas I was next up, I ain't never lie

Like what I gotta lie for
Niggas want the smoke, until they really gettin' fired on
Always talkin' shit so I make sure I got my mic on
And all this ice is real so you ain't gotta have the lights on, man

I don't even really wear chains
I need a Pokeball with VVS's and my nickname
I'm Ash so I guarantee I catch your bitch with my chain
I need a super freak all on my dick like I was Rick James

Man, I'm just shit talkin
I just hit the booth and start spittin
I don't mix often
When I'm shootin' shots at your bitch
I don't miss often
Piss my alcoholic friend off
I took the fifth off him

Put it down with your drunk ass
I don't really wanna hang with you if you get drunk fast
I'm just playin I be off the walls like I'm Mike Jackson
I'mma need the whole pie, nigga I don't do fractions
I don't give a fuck about what you say I'mma need actions
I'mma take the shot if I'm open I don't do passin
I'm in Auburn Hills thinkin damn we need a new palace
I've been takin' dubs all day I need a new challenge

Aye, Dubblock, DBE shit
Your nigga is really weak, girl
I'm the weekend
I swim inside that pussy, man
I love the deepend
I'm swimmin' through life
You ain't even put your feet in

Don't be scared to make a play
If you really want that shit then you gon' make a way
Half of y'all ain't got ambition that's why you can't hang
Y'all be lookin' on the gram and watchin' other niggas days
No cap, I don't get why niggas hate me
For some reason think they mad because they ain't me
Niggas really rats in the streets they just chase cheese

Never could be me, man I be out here chasin' peace
Get too close to that nigga and he might squeeze
I need a bitch to stick to me like we was Siamese
I gotta wear sweatpants cause I don't like jeans
I'll fuck you good off this liquor I don't like beans

Man, y'all can keep that flunk shit
You niggas laced I swear you must be off that one shit
I be tryin' to get a bag with you, but you on dumb shit
All my bitches love me even though sometimes I nut quick

To them, that shit a compliment
Pussy be so good I damn near bust up out the condom shit
Pull my dick out she smiled at me and then devoured it
She left that shit glossy as a bitch, like she polished it

Man, let me talk some more shit
Ayy, first year at Morehouse paid off a scholarship
I'm a real nigga, so it's bound to be some counterfeits
Ready to take off I even pulled up In a rocket ship
Tini on your track so you can merch that shit
Is bound to hit

It's bound to hit, man
Get off my dick, man
I'm the number one pick, man
Pull up, man
And take a flick then

V-Lone sweater, with the Gucci slides
Bad bitch squirtin' on my face made her coochie cry
Matter fact, pussy wet as fuck call her super slide
Told you niggas I was next up I ain't never lie