ynw melly - i ain’t lying lyrics
[intro]
let me talk my sh-t, cuh, like (straight up)
i came up from motherf-ckin’ nothin’
and i got them permanents in my mouth (ayy, know)
ayy, look, man, i just want the johnny dang, man
and i’m talkin’ like johnny dang, man
(i’m talkin’ like johnny dang, b-tch, permanent)
[chorus]
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’ (i ain’t lyin’)
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’
ooh, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’ (ah)
if i’m lying then she’d say a n-gga died (died)
[post-chorus]
off that 40, had his -ss be slayin’ out (out)
shawty wanna say she wanna f-ck my bro
hit his -ss from the back, need no scope (no scope)
and the d-ck in her mouth, just like skulls (just like skulls)
[verse 1]
i’m like “d-mn, hol’ a minute, what that coochie do?” (coochie do)
suck that d-ck and i buy you some new gucci shoes (gucci shoes)
suck that d-ck and i buy you some new gucci shoes, wait
suck that d-ck good, i buy you some new gucci shoes (eeh)
and i’m lookin’ for that b-tch just like i’m scooby-doo
and i’m tryna get the mystery of rubik’s cube
and i told her that i love her, but i lied though
and i told her that i’m on a lotta hydro (hydro)
and i pulled up like waldo (wah)
young n-gga used to trap ’em by the metro
rob a n-gga then i go and get some retros
take your b-tch, ooh-ooh-ooh, yes, no
and i f-cked her, nut her stomach, need some pepto
tell that p-ssy n-gga “stop flaggin’,” he don’t want smoke
i got bad hoes cheatin’, and they say i’m fling-ding
i’m in jail but on twitter, i’m trending
blink, it’s gone, in the clip, it’s extending
shawty wanna f-ck ’cause a n-gga gettin’ band
young rich n-gga, watch me hit the melvin dance
young street n-gga, i got band in my pant
[chorus]
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’
ooh, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’
if i’m lying then she’d say a n-gga died (ooh)
[post-chorus]
off that 40, had his -ss be slayin’ out (out)
shawty wanna say she wanna f-ck my bro (oh)
hit his -ss from the back, need no scope
and the d-ck in her mouth, just like skulls (sk-sku-sku-skull)
[verse 2]
n-gga, f-ck the opps, v-m-o-t-f them
young, why i said ’em (on my mom)
young grizzley ganged ’em (on my mom)
yeah, i’m hunnid k’ed ’em (on my mom)
yeah, i’m with my gangnem (on my mom)
ynw (on my mom), punch that n-gga, we k!ll you (on my mom)
shawty gon’ f-ck on us (yeah), ’cause we gettin’ money, yuh
i got lots of hundreds, yuh, she think that it’s funny, yeah
bounce on the d-ck like motherf-ckin’ bunny, yeah
i don’t wanna say that, she gon’ wanna play that
heard you was on another phone line with ’em (phone line)
heard you really liked that n-gga (liked that n-gga)
i don’t give a f-ck, i ain’t gon’ fight that n-gga (no)
we can have a money fight, i got a lotta that, bae (whoa, whoa, whoa)
[chorus]
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’
ooh, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’
if i’m lying then she’d say a n-gga died
[post-chorus]
off that 40, had his -ss be slayin’ out
shawty wanna say she wanna f-ck my bro
hit his -ss from the back, need no scope
and the d-ck in her mouth, just like skulls
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