No lie ​Lucy Bedroque

[Intro: Birdman]
What's brackin'?
B-Loc and Bentley, nigga know the business
Uh

[Verse 1]
Pop a nigga, got brand new sticks
Pop to the A, got a brand new bitch
Huh, huh, hey
Huh
Fuck the [?], need a brand new bitch
I will load up [?] (Uh)
I thought I was a little opp boy
Corny-ass nigga, Imma can it
Bring the glicks to the disco, make 'em panic
If I pop Perc', [?], I'm a medic
Fat-ass nigga, [?] what I manage
When I pull up to the dispo, smell like damage
Whatchu' finna call the day Imma get the cabbage?
Mix that with the shit now I'm lookin' lavish
Make sure every day I done make a balance
Make sure Imma make a lil' trip to Dallas
Huh, hey, uh
Took her ass out, get a salad (Uh)
And she bring that ass out, what shе sell it?
Niggas eat it up like choppеd cheese from a deli
Nigga got personalities like Melly
Imma have a dilemma like I'm Nelly (Uh)
She a bad ting with a lil' belly
With this comin' I'm a motherfuckin' telly
Lil' bit nervous at the tummy
Tryna play me like a fool, like a dummy (Uh)
Bring your skates, I ain't talkin' pool, we can run it
Ripstick, I was so cool as a youngin'
Kickflip, too cool, dude, off a twenty
Imma hit a three sixty off a thirty (Uh)
Pop my shit, fly like a birdie