Kirko Bangz - I Ain't Gotta Lie lyrics

rate me

Fuck you thought it was, boy?

Eastside shit, nigga

One up

Mobbing in the two-door

Looking like the new Hov

Pockets on fat Albert

Last name Pujols

So many groupie bitches in the condo it's a group home

And these niggas acting like they Jordan when they Luc Long

Forgiato two tone

Pour me out, I'm too strong

Slanging hard wood, not the type of shit you hoop on

Super Bowl flows but I still get my Manute on

Young JJ Redick, boy, don't make me get my Duke on

Boy, I been out here too long

Young boss nigga, I'm at V Live with a suite on

Drinking smart water with a fruit bowl

Boy, I got old ventures with your new hoe

I'm tired of these niggas

No, I'm not a killer but I gotta pull the trigger

Put an end to your lives, my nigga

And in the end only a true survive, nigga

I ain't gotta lie, lie

Nigga, I ain't gotta lie, lie

I ain't gotta lie to these bitches

I ain't gotta lie, I ain't gotta lie

Young nigga established

Closest full of ballast

Golf course clean, today I'm pulling out the caddy

24 years old and still got grudges with my daddy

That's some shit I can't get over like I caught a flat in traffic

My fan base expanding, doing shows in Spanish

Married women going nuts, her husband last name Planters

I upgraded my standards, I ain't fucking no more dancers

And all my whips tinted like the master went camping

Lacks to the floor, I been planning shit

Niggas better react to the flow, I'm the man this year

And I'mma fuck your girlfriend again this year

And every nigga that was hating he a fan this year

I'm tired of these niggas

No, I'm not a killer but I gotta pull the trigger

Put an end to your lives, my nigga

And in the end only a true survive, nigga

I ain't gotta lie, lie

Nigga, I ain't gotta lie, lie

I ain't gotta lie to these bitches

I ain't gotta lie, I ain't gotta lie