Young Chop - Ca$h & Lie$ lyrics

[Intro] Batesville, Arkansas, population 400 It's ya boy Yung Liar Shoutout to all my "fake it to ya make it"-n***as All my n***as tell a b**h anything to get the p**y I'm with you homie [Hook x2] I got a Lamborghini and a helicopter Fifty thousand in my duffle looking hella proper [Bridge x4] I'm talking about Cash, cash, cash [Verse 1] Got a mansion on that hill n***a ask Dr. Phil These diamonds around my neck Flawless costing half a mill Five swizzle calls I ain't even swizz I ball a Kobe, homie sh** I don't ever miss Four pa**ports A hundrer and twenty stamps I own a foot locker And a couple champs Check my red bottoms n***a that's real blood Got them jet skis Just in case it floods My bank count so swollen My pockets got the most My front did it, my natives n***a I ain't got no time for you chumps The king of diamonds, we ball Meeting Wayne, baby that's all Tell the b**h what she wanna hear f**, quick nut and now comb Hueeerrhh I'm just living like a boss Blowing money fast, call me Ricky Ross When you're rich, b**h Trust that time fly I never tell the truth I just be telling lies [Hook + Bridge] [Verse 2] I've got front seats in the game Players know my name Even [?] and Spike Lee Say Liar he got game In the studio with Wayne Even did a verse with Game Beats By Dre in every color Just to match my frame (Red, white and blue!) Ten thousand in my newest Louis bag Gator everything I know that make them haters mad Got my name in that b**h That make it mine [?] Just to tell the time Hueeerrhh I know them haters want to take my spot I'm so rich I land my helicopter on a yacht And when I land man I'm hopping out with twenty hoes All bad b**hes That's how I roll Put your hands in the air if you know you're fly Put em down if that's a straight motherf**ing lie Yu-Yu-Yung Liar from the basement to the roof I got rich in this b**h cause I never told the truth [Hook + Bridge] Hueeerrhh