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devon watts - no lie (feat. whiteboyj) lyrics

put on that drip get fly
slide on the block leave homicide
brand new glock who wanna die

choppa bring heat like summer time
i dont cap i keep it 100
these rappers they not my kind
no cap no lie yea yea
no cap no lie
put on that drip get fly
slide on the block leave homicide
brand new glock who wanna die
choppa bring heat like summer time
i dont cap i keep it 100
these rappers they not my kind
no cap no lie yea yea
no cap no lie

slide on the block leave homicide
glock 44 obama slide
presidential rollie obama time
cousin in the pen doing a lot of time
cousin in the pen and he serving life
like he committed 200 crimes
i pass that ball right to my younging
like im dropping dimes

i keep on making money
swear im never running out
i just threw a play right to my younging
like he running routes
we just caught a opp right at the mall
and we stomped em out
if we catch em on the block
these hollow tips start dumping out

i told my opps we see em soon
when i get back from the moon
yeah this choppa street sweeper
so you better get the broom
he was dissing last night
but today he was gone by noon
but i aint speaking on that right now
i guess he disappeared poof

put on that drip get fly
slide on the block leave homicide
brand new glock who wanna die
choppa bring heat like summer time
i dont cap i keep it 100
these rappers they not my kind
no cap no lie yea yea
no cap no lie
put on that drip get fly
slide on the block leave homicide
brand new glock who wanna die
choppa bring heat like summer time
i dont cap i keep it 100
these rappers they not my kind
no cap no lie yea yea
no cap no lie

you talk a lot for somebody who never been under
and had to go under the mat
if i wanna buy it then ima go get it
i ain’t finna trip cuz i’ll get it right back
tell me who switching cuz i can see threw em
i already know who gon stab in the back
wont check out yo music i don’t gotta listen
cuz my all of my homies said that it was wack
i stay way from females the ones who be tripping
cuz i know fasho they gon get me attached
if he want some beef then he got it
he under the stock with a beam on his head for a tag
it won’t get no stranger this mac hold eleven
she feeling on me i’m gonna send her to heaven
with all of this money that i’ve just been getting
i smoked out his back had to teach him a lesson
they trippin bout guns but my fist is a weapon
you getting choked up don’t know who you pressing
ain’t never served time but for you ima felon
a glock on my side you don’t know who you checking
yo girl sent a dm i’m checking the message
i been popping perkys i guess i’ve been stressing
she said she love me the way i been dressing
i’m going up next i don’t know i’m just guessing

- devon watts lyrics

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