Lie A Lot

[Chorus]
Bitches lie a lot
Except when they tell me
I be fly a lot
Fuck niggas just can’t take it no more
Niggas ain’t fly they just get dressed
So they ain’t naked no more

[Verse 1]
Bout to race ‘em to score
All this Dior look like I raided a store
Tryin’a make it home or make it to Forbes
Bitches want strings attached
I know they feelin’ the boy
I ain’t had that since the umbilical cord
Pull up on ‘em fuck the roof
The coup, the coup is on fire
Hit the button push the starter
Now the boy can see thе sky
VVS’ full of water
Bitches thirsty for a try
Did my dirt all by my lonely
No witnеss, no alibi
Bitch I’m bad
Even if she woo I had to try
Niggas talk
Even if it’s true I have to lie
I be walkin’
Circles around niggas I don’t advise
Any niggas doin’ business like bitches
Ain’t one of mine
Went from paper plates to paper tags
To custom tags
Now it’s custom bags
Nigga I’m on y’all ass
Bitches wanna lay-up
I’m beatin’ it off the glass
Now y’all gotta pay up
I got the blues but I ain’t sad, ey
Name a 10 in the city that I ain’t bagged, ey
Now add to them e’ery one of ‘em wit’ a bag
Now add to them e’ery one of ‘em wit’ some ass
But you can’t nigga, cuz I’m Big-Bank Hank, nigga
Like, ey!

[Chorus]
Bitches lie a lot
Except when they tell me
I be fly a lot
Fuck niggas just can’t take it no more
Niggas ain’t fly they just get dressed
So they ain’t naked no more

[Verse 2]
All these niggas tryin’a clout chase
Por que?
Say they up
Bitch what that score say?
I don’t give a fuck what these whores say
All they really want is Ca$h App foreplay, anyway
We the kings of the jungle, that’s all I’m tryin’a say
You gettin’ movie clips you come up to this Lionsgate
They say you turned on ‘em
Just so they could hype the hate
Knowing that they’d turn first
Like they had the right-of-way
Fuck em!