LEMME FIND OUT Lyrics by Bino Rideaux & Roddy Ricch
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
These niggas fraud, let me find out
Put this on your tongue, bet you'll find out
Stop, bae, these niggas weird, I'm pullin' fire out (Pullin' fire out)
Stop, bae, that pussy good, I'm taking time out (Taking time out)
If you gon' give it, I'm there
Lowkey
[Verse 1: Bino Rideaux]
Make believe
You gotta show me that we can hold on (Hold on)
If we ever try, you gon' see me so gone, yeah
Lil' shawty, that's my vibe when we fuck to slow songs, yeah
I ain't spend a dime on a bitch in so long, yeah
Niggas want me down, I've been moving so wrong
Shawty think I'm tryin', she gon' blow up both phones, yeah (Both phones)
Give my dawg a hundred, like, "Lil bro, we both on"
They gon' see me on the 'Gram, I gotta get my blow on
Always off that drink, I ain't know what else to think
All this money in the bank got me feeling so alone (So alone)
When I think of pain, I just think of our home
Shawty got that wobble, she wan' put that all on me
When you low on guapo, you could just call on me (Just call on me)
You was in that cuban, that bitch just fall on me (Just fall on me)
I ain't got nothin' to do with this bitch, she all on me (She all on me)
And can't be 'round these niggas 'til you let 'em ball on me, no
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux & Roddy Rich]
These niggas fraud, let me find out, yeah (Word)
Put this on your tongue, bet you'll find out
Stop, bae, these niggas weird, I'm pullin' fire out (Pullin' fire out)
Stop, bae, that pussy good, I'm taking time out (Taking time out)
If you gon' give it, I'm there
Lowkey (Ayy)
[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
I'm the nigga that's been standin' ten toes for a while
Your main nigga been doin' you too wrong for a while
Go Katana, go Bora, go Crustacean, go to TAO
Hit it from the back so long, I had you throwin' in the towel
If your nigga come back around, then he know he out of bounds
You hold that pussy down while I'm overseas, can't let you drown
Ha, take you out to Aspen, know I'm movin' mountains
If you wanna go shoppin', just call up my accountant
I just went to go buy a crib, you thought I was layin' off
I got billion dollar niggas, call up the agent
Got some Kelly's, got some Birkin's that got your name on 'em
Hold it down at Golden State, like I was Draymond
You know I always set the vibe and I get inside your thighs when you got that t-shirt with no panties under it
And I bet the neighbors know my government, hey
Been strokin' and I hope I don't cum in it, yeah
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
These niggas fraud, let me find out, yeah (Word)
Put this on your tongue, bet you'll find out
Stop, bae, these niggas weird, I'm pullin' fire out (Pullin' fire out)
Stop, bae, that pussy good, I'm taking time out (Taking time out)
If you gon' give it, I'm there
Lowkey
LEMME FIND OUT (Official Audio)
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