Aoc Obama, Lil Baby - Ain't Gone Lie lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Aoc Obama, Lil Baby - Ain't Gone Lie lyrics]

Big Aoc y'all know me and Baby had to
Do one for the hood
Helluva made this beat, baby

I wouldn't give a fuck if
He ain't one of mine
And we still ridin' 'round
Drops in the wintertime
I can't even pick up for lil' dawg
They say he dropped a dime
I can't even lie like it ain't faze me
That shit on my mind i can't even lie like I
Ain't bust down every time
I can't even lie like I ain't
Sell bags before I signed
I can't even lie like I
Ain't fucked the bitch, she know I'm lyin'
I can't even lie, when it be up with us
We all ridin'

Real niggas runnin' all that fake shit dead
I ain't scared of no nigga but
I'm runnin' from the feds
Can't go plain, I go hard, give me my cards
I'ma play it got a couple at the spot
Load never where I stay at
Rollie, AP, or the Patek how I'ma play it
Stand on all ten
With my chest how I'ma say it
Got a passion for the fashion
Whip my rental car for packages
Them hotboxes for smackin' shit
No pimp but I'll mack a bitch
Codeine I sip be Acurian
I still have dreams 'bout Actavis
Can't lie, I did not practice this
Feel like we won a championship
I ran it up from half a zip
Did four shows for a half a mil'
Before my shows, take half a
Pill, been killin' shit, i need to chill

Perfect with this trap shit
Never had a rap check i ain't gon' lie
I stuffed a million in a mattress
All my diamonds real
Ain't nan' one catfished
Fuckin' five star hoes
Still'll entertain a rap bitch
Iced out, strapped up only for protection
And when you on that road, ho
You better not do no textin'
Stay down with me, baby
Better not miss your blessing
He make 80K a year, bitch
I spent that on a necklace
Ayy, I ain't gon' lie
Ten cars in the driveway i ain't gon' lie
A thousand bags on the highway
Sent 'em to the A and I
Move that shit in one day
Flexin' in my city
Got you haters lookin' sideways
I better not hear you lil'
Niggas talk that money
I got four pockets full
That's why I walk so funny
And what I do in real life
It don't make the 'Gram
While y'all was buyin' up pussy
I was buyin' up land
Three diamond Aoc chains, bitch
You know who I am
And all these tear drops real in
Case you running a scam
Me and Baby in the Rolls truck
Diamonds all over
We pourin' drank in our pop
Rest in peace Young Soda

I wouldn't give a fuck if
He ain't one of mine
And we still ridin' 'round
Drops in the wintertime
I can't even pick up for lil' dawg
They say he dropped a dime
I can't even lie like it ain't faze me
That shit on my mind i can't even lie like I
Ain't bust down every time
I can't even lie like I ain't
Sell bags before I signed
I can't even lie like I
Ain't fucked the bitch, she know I'm lyin'
I can't even lie, when it be up with us
We all ridin'

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