Can’t Lie lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Codeine in our system like champagne
Toast it up for n*ggas in the game
Real street n*ggas we sum real ones
Ralo bout that gwala real one

[Chorus: Future]
Rollie on your time piece
Tryna stack and grind?
You see this b*tch with me a dime piece
And she know I’m paid, and she know I’m paid
And she know I’m paid, and she know I’m paid
We some real ones
Throwin' this money won’t lie to you
Blowin' this money won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these hoes won’t lie to you
Throwin this dough won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these thotties won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these b*tches won’t lie to you
Bad b*tches won’t lie to you
Bad bad b*tches won’t lie to you

[Verse 1: Ralo]
I promise I swear won’t lie can’t lie
Everything I got came out that pot (that’s on er'thing)
It only cost a 30' I got it back in 30' minutes (30 mins)
What it took to get could gave me a life sentence
I made it out the mud now my shoes don’t get muddy
My lil n*ggas make yo big dawg look like puppies
They use to say f*ck me now them hoes tryna f*ck me
Lil mama a be lucky if she touch me
They ain't believe in us I made em' all believers
I drop outta' school and made mo' money than our teachers
Got that Rollie now these n*ggas actin' like they know me
How Im hot and that Rollie got my wrist frozen
[Chorus: Future]
Rollie on your time piece
Tryna stack and grind?
You see this b*tch with me a dime piece
And she know I’m paid, and she know I’m paid
And she know I’m paid, and she know I’m paid
We some real ones
Throwin' this money won’t lie to you
Blowin' this money won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these hoes won’t lie to you
Throwin this dough won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these thotties won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these b*tches won’t lie to you
Bad b*tches won’t lie to you
Bad bad b*tches won’t lie to you

[Verse 2: Future]
f*ck all that sh*t I'ma real one
You know what it take just to be wit a real one
Know all this 'case I'm the real one
Know all this ice I'ma real one
I got a presi' the real one
Audi Margies the real one
f*ck all you n*ggas the real one
f*ck all you n*ggas the real one
I f*ck dat b*tch on a solo
I got a stain like polo
See these medallions they light up and go doe
I'm ready for photos so f*ck all the photos
I told ya Im too real for this sh*t
I f*ck around and build me a b*tch
I'm good for that mouth and the top on the low-low?
Trappin' that house out the bando
Trappin' that house out the bando I know it
I'm gutta' she know it
Pretty exotic I know it
I wanna f*ck her right now and she know it
I got that tool on me now and they know it
Shout out my jeweler my necklace the booler?
I can’t be trippin' my watch from Lacroix
I can’t be trippin' the way I maneuver
The chopera, the Ruger the bezzle and the keys and them pills I'ma move
And I'll prove it
[Chorus: Future]
Rollie on your time piece
Tryna stack and grind?
You see this b*tch with me a dime piece
And she know I’m paid, and she know I’m paid
And she know I’m paid, and she know I’m paid
We some real ones
Throwin' this money won’t lie to you
Blowin' this money won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these hoes won’t lie to you
Throwin this dough won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these thotties won’t lie to you
f*ckin' these b*tches won’t lie to you
Bad b*tches won’t lie to you
Bad bad b*tches won’t lie to you

[Verse 4: Future & Ralo]
Lil Ralo bout that money he a real one
We get freebands by the ton we some real ones
Stackin' up this gwalla we some real ones
Diamonds on file on me now they some real ones
Told em go in side the safe and bring me out the real ones
Put red bottoms on ha she want the real ones
We stackin' every dollar we some real ones
That Yellow White Kobe, we rock the real ones
Rollie presidential thats a real one
Audemar piguet rose gold thats a real one
If we'on do nothin'
We gone get us some money
You know I rock felip thats the real one
Freeband, Ralo, Future Hendrix