No Lie (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
n*ggas know what I do, when I
When I jump on this sh*t man
Los... it's the king

[Verse 1]
Yo
Last year I ain't even have a deal (go)
Last month I made half a mil (flat)
Last week I made ya girl grab her heels (work)
f*ck a b*tch and pop half a pill (go)
Do you hoe I'm doin' mine (go)
Stare so hard she goin' blind
She keep her tongue out, and her legs spread
I bet her zodiac, is a Jordan sign (work)
Hold up, slow down (slow down)
n*ggas actin like they really want me go ballistic I'mma
Load up, whole round (whole round)
Turn a n*gga into jelly when I hit him in the biscuit like
Roll up (roll up), get it? Roll up? Biscuit?
Jelly? Roll up? f*ck 'em, roll up
Something, potent, OG, Los a, motha-f*ckin', OG, hoes be
All on my di*k (my di*k), all in my section (my section)
Only love I have for them (got for them), is called an erection
Oh yes we leave a b*tch n*gga where they see fish swim
Chrome on his lip like a deep dish rim
Treat a n*gga like a Maserati, hop out in Cavalli
Tell her pop another molly, make her hop in my Denali, prolly
Cop it Nevada, then we chop it out in Cali
Get it poppin' at the Ramada with models from the valley
We in here, so deep (deep), y'all n*ggas look like ass for real
pus*y n*ggas get cleaned up, like we load them mags with Massengill (uh)
Load that MAC lay back and chill, roll that sack then pass the kill like...
[Bridge]
I'm uncomfy 'round you n*ggas
Cause I'm f*ckin' all of yo' b*tches
When she see me ballin' them sixes
So fly, so fly, so fly
So fly, so fly, so fly

[Hook]
And you ain't slung no birds
You ain't neva slung no birds (x2)
You ain't hug no curb
You ain't neva hug no curb (x2)
You ain't shave no eigth
You ain't neva shave no eigth (x2)
I break sh*t down, say I got a bath salt flow
Run n*gga save yo face (whatup)

[Verse 2]
You with your crew, and they talkin' sh*t
And you talkin' sh*t, but you stayin' behind 'em
I'm becoming king, and that became a problem
You lame I'm violent, you tamed and silent
Your dame got brain like insane asylums
Crazy as sh*t, so maybe that sh*t
Is almost as good as that trade for Bynum
You trade, I'm buyin em', they afraid I'm climbin'
Like two rollies at one time
Two hoes with me dumb fine
Ooo don't tempt me my girlfriend had
Two-door Bentleys unsigned
Frontline, frontline
All my soldiers dumb biased...
And all y'all hoes just come by us...
Your girl and her girlfriend said you can come buy us...
So your girl still behind the catcher like umpires
Hold up, roll up
(You a nasty n*gga), b*tch so what?
Getcha dough up, broke ass n*ggas make me throw up
Black Lamborghini doors go up
f*ck around and come around I run the town I spun around your
Block twice just to scoop your mothaf*ckin' hoe up, know what?
No bucks, no cuts, no cheese, coca
No fella no bread and no lettuce? No luck
No look, magic, no look, tragic
No look, yola, yo look, so shook
No hook, this time, n*ggas is so shook
Cuz you need a notebook, I do this with no book....
[Outro]
Wow... that sh*t is crazy