Never Lied OTM
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[Intro: Duffy]
(What are you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J? What?)
Shit
Nigga
Shit, bitch
You know the truth
[Chorus: Duffy]
Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied
Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs
Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified
Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine
Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied
Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly
Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die
The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time
[Verse 1: Duffy]
Shit, we know the truth, and that's the bottom line
Drivin' so fast in the foreign, I got teary eyes
Me and P up in them coupes, racin' side to side
Ten bottles in my section, told her, "Open wide"
Heavy steppin' stride, Pippy, this my buddy
Neiman Marcus told me they don't know you, them my cousins
Cold demons, we got sticks pokin' in the function
We finna show you niggas how to act in public, ugh
(What are you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J? What?)
Shit
Nigga
Shit, bitch
You know the truth
[Chorus: Duffy]
Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied
Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs
Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified
Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine
Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied
Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly
Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die
The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time
[Verse 1: Duffy]
Shit, we know the truth, and that's the bottom line
Drivin' so fast in the foreign, I got teary eyes
Me and P up in them coupes, racin' side to side
Ten bottles in my section, told her, "Open wide"
Heavy steppin' stride, Pippy, this my buddy
Neiman Marcus told me they don't know you, them my cousins
Cold demons, we got sticks pokin' in the function
We finna show you niggas how to act in public, ugh
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