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NO LIE!
damien liriano
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Take it up for the moonlight
Get up front from the back line
I turn it up, turn it one time
You turn it up for the first time
Get the bag, get the move
I take it back you gonna lose
I turnin' back, you break or choose
I turned a grace into a bag
And we going too fast
And we movin' on the low, now
And we movin' pretty slow
And I know we movin' slow
Take back the night we was together
The time, the sun, the perfect weather
Don't you know now we are together
Don't you know now we are together
This no joke, this no joke
I'm a man of my word, this no lie!
This no lie!
This no joke, this no joke
I'm a man of my word, this no lie!
This no lie!
Hold up bae
Bounce the cup, Bounce it up, Bounce your butt
You bounce it up', You bouncing like
You moving it's so groovy, like its fun and I
You looking at those dudes and you broke my spite
I got a millie not a billie and it's not too much
Spending all this money is it not enough?
Like I'm out here like an animal and left get up
But my mind is just too broken just to know what's up
Bounce it up, Bounce it up
Bouncing like
You fill my cup
Red solo cup tonight
You at the front
Starting up the biggest strike
We at the movies telling stories and we quite alright
Bounce it up, back it up, do it slow
You telling why
All you say just makes it known right
Yeah, just tell your friends all those lies
All those lies, Yeah
I switch the flow up on these niggas
I'm going kinda gorillaz
I'm looking at all these niggas, they going to fame
Wanna film like you vending before my planet is ending
And let me tell you these facts indie of your brain
First, I'm a fan of a pretty face
Verse
I'm a don, break a pretty vase
Percs
I can say, can I die today?
Church
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Let's go to second, and all these niggas think I can't rap
I'm on a ten, leave me tens, and bought a fat stack
Yeah all these fans they around ima clap back
You want the fame? Stay the same
You know I can
Third of all
Feel an itch its a nitch
It's a money ball
Get the stacks, head on out to a Mardi grav
You wanna peel up on my sins
You just wanna ball
Like a money ball
I'm gonna quit fourth of all
I miss my nigga Z
Put him on the wall
But when I phone him, it just end while I'm on the call
I'm defined as alone and I'm not with all
Fuck the hate, fuck your lies, fuck the feels
Number five
We all know that I'm solo
Coming back at the ends of the promo
Yeah having fun in the table full of cocoa
Take a photo why you take it so slow
Take a photo why you take it so fast
Moving slow but lifes going so fast
I can see your heart and it's leaving in a dash
Why you leave me and why you so sad
Why's you crying, you should be glad
Feeling this way, not the best laugh
Feeling this way, not the best laugh