I'm balling now, (Stop) yeah just like Kobe
You calling now, (Stop) yeah b**h you know me
You falling off, (Stop) and I'm taking all your hoes b**h
I'm showing off, (Stop) what the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
I ain't never had sh**, zilch zero nothing
Now that a n***a got something, yeah b**h I'm stunting
Look at all this moneys, hundreds and these fifties
Eating at the Whitney, now your b**h wanna come with me
'Cause we 'bout to go to the mall, tonight we popping bottles
My baby momma a hoodrat but now I got me a model
And she wanna swallow, drink it all up
Straight to the neck from the bottle, b**h you don't need no cup
And she 'bout to go make it rain, thunder, f**ing storm
Kush nuggets to the brain, pop f**ing corn
Shapow b**h wow, been had hundreds
Nah, n***a I'm lying, you know that I be fronting
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
I'm balling now, (Stop) yeah just like Kobe
You calling now, (Stop) yeah b**h you know me
You falling off, (Stop) and I'm taking all your hoes b**h
I'm showing off, (Stop) what the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the f** I gotta lie for?
I'mma blow it all now, motherf** a later
'Bout to cop me a mink, diamond encrusted gators
Car with a TV in it, maid and a butler too
So what n***a this sh** rented, right now it's gon' have to do
And I'm gonna take it all with me when I'm gone b**h it's gone too
Who cares when the kids get grown, better figure out what they gone do
'Cause right now n***a I got it, n***a what about you?
Broke-a** n***as worth nothing, I can buy y'all in twos
'Cause a long time ago n***a, n***a was just like you
'Cause we ain't about the past, it's about right now my dude
'Cause normally I be broke but right now I got cash
Nah, n***a I'm lying, you know that I be fronting
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
Danny Brown - Lie4 lyrics
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