No Lie

All my hitters' All my hitters' All my hitters' All my hitters' All my hitters' Let off the AuhAuhAuh All my trappers selling that AuhAuhAuh Take your girl and give her the AuhAuhAuh No lie, lie, lie, lie, lie All my hitters' Let off the Uh-Uh-Uh All my trappers selling that Uh-uh-uh Take your girl and give her the Uh-uh-uh No lie, lie, lie, lie, lie (1) Talk about Hus, you better hashtag Ugly These Niggas wanna try me And that really Bugs me Let me show you how we ride out Big fat dotty' ain't fitting in no Nike pouch No WhatsApp, no ring We no want pick up Ridin' round with the baddest bitch Doing stick ups Don't make a sound pussy boy Don't hiccup Girls on my tool Everybody get lit up Niggas never killed me But they should've I bang, bang and I still get Mulla I bang, bang and I still get Mulla Revenge tastes even sweeter than sugar I've already lost my heart They wanna see me lose my mind They wanna see me use my Nine They wanna see me boogie with the devil On the dance floor Go jail and do my time (2) I'll be grinding all day I make Ninety-Nine sells I'm ready for war I got Ninety-Nine bells Go get her And let off the Uh-uh-uh That's Ninety-Nine years If that pussy boy tells You go get this work Like you're jobless Dutty' Girl, I must confess I wanna see you got to topless I just like to suck breasts Say you buss' guns We don't believe you Say you push bricks We don't believe you Say you fuck girls We don't believe you No Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie Say you buss' guns, Uh-uh-uh Me I can show you that But fuck a hand out Cos I don't owe you that They didn't wanna know me before Now they wanna spend time Why you phoning me for