StanWill - No Lie lyrics

Turn that bitch up, Dinero
Turn that bitch up, Dinero, huh, yeah
BrewSkii on the beat

I'll pull up in that
"What the fuck?" and make the roof vanish
Catch him out in traffic
308s'll leave his coupe damaged
Bitch, it never stop, right now
I'm really in the booth scamming
Probably blew a nigga yearly
Salary in Loose Cannon stomp around in some
(Sss) , then the Triple S
Five to the mo'fucking semi'
Shit'll rip a vest
Told her she can't put that WAP up
On me 'til I get the neck
Blew me 'cause I'm lit
Your bitch be thinking I'm a cigarette
Bitch said I'm broke, yeah, okay
I guеss Hell cold legend at habibi shop
I'm Mr twеnty Cellphones
Shit, fuck, think I smell po's south Beach
Left a wet willy with 'bout twelve hoes

Man, and that's no lie
Sticked up at every single function
And that's no lie
Huh, fuck, damn, boy, that's no lie
Barely gotta game your bitch to
Fuck and that's no lie

Rocking for them bands with heavy
Metal like we Slipknot
Ride around with military weapons
I can't get got it must be a correlation I
Don't got no rich opps
Bitch, we quick to drill a nigga whip
But he ain't pit stop
Ho slimy, boy, I'm in Cahoots with your bitch
Flashing guns, you a nincompoop with a stick
This like fifty years
I'm in a coupe with some shit
I'm a team player
Catch me lobbing 'oops to my clique
Every fucking time a play pop
Do my happy dance
Gucci, Louis, and Dior, I'm a flashy man
Big mo'fucking K came from Pakistan
Beat and hit you with that
(Fah-fah) , you ain't jabbing Stan

Man, and that's no lie
Sticked up at every single function
And that's no lie
Huh, fuck, damn, boy, that's no lie
Barely gotta game your bitch to
Fuck and that's no lie

No lie
I done made some shit up off of check fraud
When you out of money
Your bitch hopping on the next boss
Four racks later
Now I'm thinking 'bout the necks more
It broke her heart the only thing
I wanted was the neck, or
Militant, we popping out with
Middle Eastern weapons really dogging hoes
I think I need to start a leash collection
Shit, you should buy some knee protection
Said it was a yerky
Fuck around and sold the fiend
In the club standing still as shit
But my kit dance
Shortest nigga with the tallest pape', bitch
I'm big Stan
Gen5 Glocky, it's impossible my stick jam
Saw my bank statement, I
Done blew some dogshit, damn

Man, and that's no lie
Sticked up at every single function
And that's no lie
Huh, fuck, damn, boy, that's no lie
Barely gotta game your bitch to
Fuck and that's no lie
Man, and that's no lie
Sticked up at every single function
And that's no lie
Huh, fuck, damn, boy, that's no lie
Barely gotta game your bitch to
Fuck and that's no lie