"TELLIN LIES" lyrics

I walk with that bag a little different
I'm fucking on these niggas sisters, I'm really that guy with these bitches
Pouring whole motherfucking pints of lean, nah, but this shit not the tris
Goddamn, I miss my little hoe in Celine, my hoe walk with that chicken
I'm in LA right now in the motherfucking Beamer, hit the gas, that bitch shifting
On a mission, nigga, just get my bucks up, and my bitch bad, I ain't finna play with her

I know some niggas that'll come stick you up
If a hoe spill the drank, make her lick it up
I just put that shit down and she picked it up
In the Goyard bag, got that semi tucked
Way she suck my dick, she a demon, bruh
If you hating on me, you don't mean it, bruh
If it's dirt on my swag, my hoe clean it, bruh
And that swag I'm talking 'bout, you ain't seen it yet
I'm tired of my bitches telling lies
I'm getting tired of having to walk around my damn hood with that fire
You better, you better stay out my way, nigga, that's my advice
Bitch said she hate me and I don't even reply
Bitch get replaced, girl, fuck shit, I ain't dealing with it
I ain't dealing with it, I ain't dealing with it
That fuck shit, I ain't dealing with it, that fuck shit, I ain't dealing with that
My stick just put you on your back

I walk with that bag a little different
I'm fucking on these niggas sisters, I'm really that guy with these bitches
Pouring whole motherfucking pints of lean, nah, but this shit not the tris
Goddamn, I miss my little hoe in Celine, my hoe walk with that chicken
I'm in LA right now in the motherfucking Beamer, hit the gas, that bitch shifting
On a mission, nigga, just get my bucks up, and my bitch bad, I ain't finna play with her