Don’t You Lie Doe Boy (Ft. Lil Durk)

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Pull up, thirty-four, thirty, know a young nigga scorin'
Introduce her to the real 'cause her last man was borin'
Do the dash in the coupe, blowin' gas out the roof
Inhale all smoke, exhale out the truth
From the man to the heart's where a young nigga shoot
Niggas dyin' for them headshots, fuck a bulletproof
I was flexin' forty-five so I copped out for four
Just let a nigga home, 'cause they couldn't get more

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
I just came home from three, do the rest on probation
Fill my double cup, that Activis my motivation
Fill my double cup, that Activis my medication

[Verse 2: Doe Boy]
Dropped out first day, and I'm Louboutins
Kissed my son and told him love him and I'll never leave again
Pockets filled all the way up with them blue benjamins
Pockets 'bout to bust open with them blue benjamins
Jumped in the 'Rari, ninety all the way home
With this bad lil foreign, tryna see what she on
I'm a bossed up nigga with a bossed up bitch
With a bossed up clique, RBMG the shit
Don't you know we 'bout that stick talk, we'll make it happen
I bust down the Rollies, got all my niggas matchin'
Then I'm swervin' in that fast lane, can catch me in traffic
Yeah, I'm swervin' in that fast lane, can catch me in traffic
Don't you lie, don't you lie, don't you lie on me
Niggas say I ain't in it like the player bring static
Ballin' like LeBron, it's crazy how my Scottie Pippen missin'
Screamin' free lil brodie Cray 'cause my Scottie Pippen missin'
They want us to fall off, tell them niggas keep wishin'
Told her shawty don't switch, ain't a winner, you ain't winnin'
Told her baby you can have the world and everything in it
Told her baby you can have the world and everything in it