Izaiah Combs - Why You Lying (feat. Gilley) [Remix]
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Thanks Maxra Keby
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Where you at
Aye
Where you at nigga
Where you at
I been in a trap getting raps nigga where you at
Aye
Nigga where you at
I been in a trap getting raps
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I been in a trial getting rats Nigga where you at
I be stacking up money Nigga
What the fuck you're at
I'm been with the gang and I'm getting fucking fly
And I'm getting fucking high
Nigga where the fuck you at
And I been making hits
And I'm getting fucking paid
Like every fucking day
And your girl wanna be my bae
But I said she can't
Cause I'm a motherfucking pimp
Not a fucking sip
Nigga can you feel me nigga
And I'm with Missy Gilley
And we rocking out everyday
On the beat
And you know we getting paid
Like I said nigga you a little pussy nigga
Aye
Get some bread nigga
Get some fucking motion
Motion in the ocean
I'm swimming in the ocean
Niggas can't find me
Nigga where you mean
I told you where I'm at
Can you feel me
I'm getting green
Getting money
Nigga call me green
But you always wanna be me
Dripping codeine
With the fucking Sprite
In the subway
If a nigga play with me
And I'm so fresh
And I'm so clean
And I'm so fresh
Where you at
Where you at
Nigga where the fuck you at
I've been in a trap
Getting racks
Nigga where you at
I've been stacking up money
Nigga where the fuck you at
I've been with the gang
Getting fly
Getting high
Nigga where the fuck you at
I've been making hits
And getting paid
Nigga where you at
Aye
Nigga where you at
Aye
Creeping through the door
At night
If a nigga play with me
And I'm so fresh
And I'm so clean
And I'm with the whole of the night
Aye
Missy Gilley on the beat
Missy Gilley on the beat
Ain't shit sweet
Gilley on the beat
Also what you need
He had to swing his pipe
Get out the bike
Niggas be like
I like
But don't you don't like this
You gonna hate this
I've been tired of waiting
Niggas had me patient
But I am impatient
Niggas calling me
Mr. of course
Niggas
Get your momma a divorce
Uh
Put me on the beat
Put me on the beat
Ain't shit sweet
I already said that shit before
I'm from the Ave 4
Nigga don't go there
Niggas don't know where that is
Let me tell you about that shit
Northside what it is
Uh
Don't bring your kids
It's not a fucking fair
Ain't shit fair
In the hood
Niggas don't go there
Niggas wanna go there
But ain't fucking from there
Nigga
Stay your ass in the suburbs
And momma got a fucking Porsche in her fucking yard
Nigga
What the fuck
Aye
Where you at
Aye
Where you at
Aye
Nigga where the fuck you at
Where you at
Aye
I've been in the trap
Getting raps
Nigga where you at
I've been stacking up money
Nigga where you
Fuck you at
I've been with the gang
Getting fly
Getting high
Where the fuck you at
I've been making hits
Getting paid
Every fucking day
So nigga
Where the fuck you at
You don't got no motion
Aye
You don't got no fucking motion
What
Mr. Gilley
And he turned up on the beat
Nigga rocking with my feet
Nigga Cody
And I'm sipping in the cup
Nigga
And I'm drinking fucking coke
In the fucking back
If a nigga play with me
Had to show him what's strapped
Nigga had to show him what's strapped
He said I ain't have it
That's crazy
We just snapped
Written by:
Izaiah Combs
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