Lie4 Lyrics by Danny Brown
[Hook]
I’m balling now yea just like kobe
You callin now yea bitch you know me
You calling off and I’m taking all yo hoes
I’m showing out what the fuck I gotta lie for
What the fuck I gotta lie for x4
[Verse 1]
I ain’t never had shit
Zilch zero nothing
Now that a nigga something
Yea bitch I’m stunting
Look at all this moneys
Hundreds and these fiftys
Eating at the Whitney
Now yo bitch wanna come wit me
Cause we bout to go to the mall
Tonight we popping bottles
My baby momma a hoodrat
But now I gots me a model
And she wanna swallow drink it all up
Straight to the neck from the bottle cause she dont need a cup
And we bout to go make it rain thunder fucking storm
Kush nuggets to the brain pop fucking corn
Shapow bitch wow been had hundreds
Naw nigga I’m just lying my nigga I’m just fronting
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag
[Hook]
I’m a blow it all now
Nigga muthafuck a later
Bout to a mink
And sum diamond encrusted gators
Car with a TV in it maid and butler too
So what nigga this rented right gone have to do
I’m a take it all wit me when im gone bitch its gone to
Who cares when the kids get grown
They better figure out what they gone do
Cause right now nigga I got it
Nigga What about you
Broke ass niggas worth nothing
I can buy yall in twos
Cause a long time ago
My nigga was just like you
But we ain’t talking bout the past
Its about right now my dude
Cause normally I be broke
But right now I got cash
Nah, nigga I’m lyin, y’all know I be frontin
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
That bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag
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