Bo404 and Nick Varcity - Lie

My lil baby and me locked in no new whores (New whores)
We was in Meheeco just veuve pourin (Veuve pourin)
Pussy caliente no lukewarm (Lukewarm)
I be in her kidneys like YouPorn (Youporn)
Throw that shit uncle Luke on
Body language telling me you wanna fuck
Yeezy 350 the turtle doves
YE was trippin but these bitches actually cold as fuck
And actually run it up
And I actually fuck it up
I can call Pirates the to this bitch they smoking quarters up
Everyday see my reflection and im glad I'm me
That lil nigga that you wit now don't average me
For a thot wont make that next nigga casualty
Win or lose I'm that nigga that's why you mad at me
Bigger moves Cartier watch to Rolex Masterpiece
Never no slave deal this outta mud like Master P

I ain't gotta lie bitch I ain't gotta lie
Don't give the line bitch don't give me the, line
Watching all my story's but won't follow me or like
Boss shit what you like bitch boss shit what yoouuu like
You Lowkey in love no cap
You wanna fuck no cap
You wanna fuck up some bags at the mall and some at the club no cap
You want the dick no cap
Sit all that pussy on me
Think you the one that's for me
Wanna post me on Monday, yeah

That Perrier water
Or the La Croix water
Shorty on Nick slime
Pussy on Voss water
When you this time
Bag come across often
Watch out for snake niggas
They play lacrosse often
I do the Vlone
Gucci play-off often
I barley see home
Gotta get off often
Balmain jeans on
I don't take calls often
I gotta be alone shit throw me off talking
Be in my own mind
Be on a long grind
Niggas on he say she say I ain't got no time
I be in P F C H ang
It be all times
I do the north style spare ribs
Right off the wontons
When I was down you boo'd a nigga and now you got Pom poms
I swear a bitch can't use a nigga
If I was free WiFi
I need that new wraith
Roof with sky line
What kinda style you got
Tell em it's my kind

I ain't gotta lie bitch I ain't gotta lie
Don't give the line bitch don't give me the, line
Watching all my story's but won't follow me or like
Boss shit what you like bitch boss shit what yoouuu like
You Lowkey in love no cap
You wanna fuck no cap
You wanna fuck up some bags at the mall and some at the club no cap
You want the dick no cap
Sit all that pussy on me
Think you the one that's for me
Wanna post me on Monday, yeah

Written by:
Dominic Archard, Louis Jackson

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