Yeah Yeah (No Lie)
Look, this that shit that make you drill, bitch
Damn, my brother told me no lie
And I done gave out all my feelings, bitch
And they stepped all on my shit, no lie
And I done lost both of my cousins, nigga
I lost you both to suicide
And now I need you cause I'm trippin' out
I drink that bottle, till you on my side
In the field like a quarterback, my boy throw more than Pat
Smoke that good doja sack, that's that lil' country pack
No lie, do licks in scats, no tints, I'm still strapped
No lie, I been on that, this song like super facts
Bando I tried to come flick with you
Talk about that shit you didn't do
Fuck all that snake you pitiful
Cross me, you dead, gon' finish you
Buy chains, I need some crosses
Don't turn A.I then cross me
I take my wins and losses
My pain gon' make some bosses
Like, damn,
This that shit that make you drill, bitch
Damn, my brother turnt he tell me no lie
And I done gave out all my feelings, bitch
And they stepped all on my shit, no lie
And I done lost both of my cousins, nigga
I lost you both to suicide
And now I need you cause I'm trippin' out
I drink that bottle, till you on my side
Yeah, yeah, don't talk, no talkin', this that yeah, yeah
Bitch, hold on, hold up, this that yeah, yeah
Don't talk, no talkin', this that yeah, yeah
Bitch, hold on, hold on, this that yeah, yeah
Why you wanna leave, why you wanna leave, yeah, yeah
If you wanna go, then, baby, just go, yeah, yeah
Why you wanna leave, why you wanna leave, yeah, yeah
If you wanna go, then, baby, just go
This that shit that make you drill, bitch
Damn, my brother told me no lie
And I done gave out all my feelings, bitch
And they stepped all on my shit, no lie
And I done lost both of my cousins, nigga
I lost you both to suicide
And now I need you cause I'm trippin' out
I drink that bottle till you on my side
Yeah, yeah, don't talk, no talkin', this that yeah, yeah
Hold on, woah Lord, this that yeah, yeah
Don't talk, dont talk, this that yeah, yeah
Bitch, hold on, woah Lord
Damn, my brother told me no lie
And I done gave out all my feelings, bitch
And they stepped all on my shit, no lie
And I done lost both of my cousins, nigga
I lost you both to suicide
And now I need you cause I'm trippin' out
I drink that bottle, till you on my side
In the field like a quarterback, my boy throw more than Pat
Smoke that good doja sack, that's that lil' country pack
No lie, do licks in scats, no tints, I'm still strapped
No lie, I been on that, this song like super facts
Bando I tried to come flick with you
Talk about that shit you didn't do
Fuck all that snake you pitiful
Cross me, you dead, gon' finish you
Buy chains, I need some crosses
Don't turn A.I then cross me
I take my wins and losses
My pain gon' make some bosses
Like, damn,
This that shit that make you drill, bitch
Damn, my brother turnt he tell me no lie
And I done gave out all my feelings, bitch
And they stepped all on my shit, no lie
And I done lost both of my cousins, nigga
I lost you both to suicide
And now I need you cause I'm trippin' out
I drink that bottle, till you on my side
Yeah, yeah, don't talk, no talkin', this that yeah, yeah
Bitch, hold on, hold up, this that yeah, yeah
Don't talk, no talkin', this that yeah, yeah
Bitch, hold on, hold on, this that yeah, yeah
Why you wanna leave, why you wanna leave, yeah, yeah
If you wanna go, then, baby, just go, yeah, yeah
Why you wanna leave, why you wanna leave, yeah, yeah
If you wanna go, then, baby, just go
This that shit that make you drill, bitch
Damn, my brother told me no lie
And I done gave out all my feelings, bitch
And they stepped all on my shit, no lie
And I done lost both of my cousins, nigga
I lost you both to suicide
And now I need you cause I'm trippin' out
I drink that bottle till you on my side
Yeah, yeah, don't talk, no talkin', this that yeah, yeah
Hold on, woah Lord, this that yeah, yeah
Don't talk, dont talk, this that yeah, yeah
Bitch, hold on, woah Lord
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Writer(s): Justin Richards
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