Toosii - No Lies

(Cut that shit up Quay)
Word around town that the bitch hold flames
(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)
Ayy, uh

I won't tell no lies I ain't getting no gain
I just went and copped two, three new chains
Know the bitch tryna fuck but she ain't my main
Word around town that the bitch on flames
I could really set my town on flames
Ice all in my veins
Racks up now the lil' bitch wanna eat up
Hit once then I don't need her
Talk that shit now a nigga got beat up
Fuck around pour a ounce in a liter
She tell me one M for me to fuck her, I'ma leave her
Told the bitch I don't give head, lil' baby know I'ma receiver
And now she playin' safety
I'ma make her hate me

I'll blow this whole shit up like Kim Jong-un
Too many racks I ain't buyin' no shoes
Tried to play me but bitch you fooled
Since day one, I wasn't even yo' dude
I just wanted to fuck, want a nut, got a nut, now it's up
Tell yo bitch ass brother be cool
Fore' I set this bitch on flames I ain't playin' no games
Know a nigga been ridin' with dude
Uh, highschool I wasn't the QB I just ran shit
Dropped out a nigga was making too much
And them people was all on some fan shit
I got up now I'm 'bout to do damage
I know bro'll make a whole brick vanish
Told gang if a nigga go broke again
I ain't hittin' no lick, I'm scammin'
(Sike, nah)

I won't tell no lies I ain't gettin' no gain
I just went and copped two, three new chains
Know the bitch tryna fuck but she ain't my main
Word around town that the bitch on flames
I can really set my town on flames
Ice all in my veins
Racks up now the lil' bitch wanna eat up
It won't good, I won't need her
Talk that shit now a nigga got beat up
Fuck around pour a ounce in a liter
She tell me one M for me to fuck her, I'ma leave her
Told the bitch I don't give head, lil' baby know I'ma receiver
And now she playin' safety
I'ma make her hate me

Ayy, I don't tell no lies I'ma tell 'em the truth
Niggas play gangsta but fuckin' a dude
And my homie got locked he was traffickin' tools
Now that I'm up gotta know how to move
I feel like Floyd the way that I'm stickin' and movin'
I up it just know that you lose
And I ain't from Milwaukee
But I get to buckin' and I knock it out the park like the Bruins
Ain't the biggest gangsta
But I ain't no faker
Yo whole click be wangers
It's smoke then we gon' spank 'em, the angels
My whole click be demons I be ridin' with some bangas
And I bet that a nigga can't point to you for no bodies, name 'em
Know a nigga still follow the G Code
Bro hit the phone got a lead on 'em
Ay, uh, I tell 'em fuck it, put heat on 'em
If he act like a bitch don't beat on 'em
And they talkin 'bout who run the city
I don't talk too much, niggas know that we run it
I done put so much money on fuck nigga's head
I think I done put up bout a whole hundred

I won't tell no lies I ain't gettin' no gain
I just went and copped two, three new chains
Know the bitch tryna fuck but she ain't my main
Word around town that the bitch on flames
I can really set my town on flames
Ice all in my veins
Racks up now the lil' bitch wanna eat up
It won't good, I won't need her
Uh, talk that shit now a nigga got beat up
Fuck around pour a ounce in a liter
She tell me one M for me to fuck her, I'ma leave her
Told the bitch I don't give head, lil' baby know I'ma receiver
And now she playin' safety
I'ma make her hate me

Written by:
Anthony Jamal Phillips, Chris N'Quay Rosser, Naujour Grainger

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