i won't be the one to lie

E

Aye, I'm fucked up, geeked up, and everybody high as hell

You ain't pressure 'til they weigh you on a different scale

I can't get away from it, all this clientele

I won't be the one to lie, I'm fucked up, baby

Ion really give a fuck what niggas said to me

Ion really give a fuck what bitches did to me

I'm that nigga, all the bullshit, I been with it

Don't give a fuck what niggas on, 'cause I been did it

Baby, Ion really be on phones, because I'm too busy

Brand risk, but not a flight risk, come watch how who did it?

2wo did it, punchlines, leave a nigga tooth missing

Loose digits, for all that's fair

E coming with that money, if he do visit

Hope he ain't thinking you the one, baby

I know that look, you right here falling back in love, baby

I ain't even running game, I'm just tryna- Uh, baby

I won't be the one to lie, I'm fucked up, like (Hey)

Aye Ju, niggas weird

I ain't taking disrespect from nobody, make it clear

I tried to push this healing shit, but niggas wouldn't hear it

Now I'm doubled down and giving niggas something they can fear

See, I don't even want the bitch, but I can have her

Aye, taught to never love a bitch, it's always one that's badder

Yo insecurities showing, nigga, you looking madder

She wasn't mine, I had her moaning, why the fuck would I get at her?

Dumb nigga, I learned to play my role a long time ago

I'm fucked up, geeked up, and everybody high as hell

You ain't pressure 'til they weigh you on a different scale

I can't get away from it, all this clientele

I won't be the one to lie, I'm fucked up, baby

Ion really give a fuck what niggas said to me

Ion really give a fuck what bitches did to me

I'm that nigga, all the bullshit, I been with it

Don't give a fuck what niggas on, 'cause I been did it

Aye, I'm fucked up

Geeked up

And everybody in this mo'fucka high as shit, Wood, this shit crazy

We don't gotta be in love, just throw that ass on me

I hurt one, you tend to call-out to the crash dummies

Never see me fill the tank, just miles on the dash, honey

I was getting bitches, way before a nigga had money

Okay, OTF-Double, Wood, let's get to it (Okay)

Dropped in, popped out and everybody move clueless (Okay)

I can't even speak to that boy, if he is not proven (Aye)

Feeling like Young-hee, I turn around, they stop moving

Freeze tag, nobody gonna move unless I say, bro

She get me the doja and the cat, if I say so

I was down bad on my bag, and I couldn't even see my payroll

Called up my trick bitch to bring me up a bankroll

Hit the coms, like, "Baby, what's the plots?", I'm tryna get it in

I hit—, like leave yo bitch at home, I told her bring a friend

She wear Crocs, she know that she's a Jibbit, she don't give a damn

'Part of my collection, is the closest that she coulda been

Dumb nigga, I learned to play my role a long time ago

They love talking crazy, he ain't knowing that I'm liable

Can't fake the funk, they love to bang the lore, so I provide the smoke

Don't talk about no motion you ain't having, 'cause I got the quotes

Invest in stock at a lifestyle brand, baby

I will never love you, but this lifestyle can, baby

You can always fuck me, but this lifestyle can't, baby

I can move in ways that even Mike can't dance, baby

We don't gotta be in love, just throw that ass on me

I hurt one, you tend to call-out to the crash dummies

Never see me fill the tank, just miles on the dash, honey

I was getting bitches, way before a nigga had money

We don't gotta be in love, just throw that ass on me

I hurt one, you tend to call-out to the crash dummies

You hurt too, so now you wanna give me gas money

Never see me fill the tank, just miles on the dash, honey