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Almiighty Renzo - Truth Lyrics

[Intro: Almiighty Renzo]
It's your boy Renzo puttin' on for the mutha fuckin' 404
We in the studio goin' 30 for 30 right now lil' bitch

[Hook: Almiighty Renzo]
Double cup, but this ain't lean
Turnt that boy into a fiend
Gettin' sloppy, made a scene
Got the scope and got the beam
Sip this cup until it's clean
Said she fuckin' for the team
Acne denim wit' the 'Preme
Serve a pint then watch him lean

[Skit: Javon Journey]
Get a couple Gs
Bag it up
Put it in the trunk
Then we gone dip
I'll meet you on the Eastside

[Verse 1: Almiighty Renzo]
Left her man cause she seen me flex up in Lennox
G star jeans, she tryna hop up in it
Lil' shawty get hit so easy
Boys goofy, lookin like Cheddar Bob
Why y'all niggas so damn cheesy
I catchin' licks, y'all niggas might steal a verse
Might swag that card just to rent a 'vert
My patna got the extendo clip and the whole thing full of hurt
Pop another one, take a trip to a new universe
Goku wit' the beaters
Hotboxin' two seaters
Ballin' on these niggas, damn I need a And1
Flexin' on these niggas, I just feel like Samson
Don't make me bang on you
Don't make me put that flame on you
This liq' I'm sippin' hunnid proof
She know them niggas be the truth
[Hook: Almiighty Renzo]
Double cup, but this ain't lean
Turnt that boy into a fiend
Gettin' sloppy, made a scene
Got the scope and got the beam
Sip this cup until it's clean
Said she fuckin' for the team
Acne denim wit' the 'Preme
Serve a pint then watch him lean

[Verse 2: Almiighty Renzo]
My young nigga move that pack
NFL, he wit' that sack
My cuzzo just keep the Reuger
My own blood just be the shooter
Blunt after blunt in the Lexus
Sippin' on that muddy, oh shit I'm in Texas
We up next, well
If you got that work then hit me on my Nextel
She bussin' cause of bands
Hit a lick when I was servin' to ya mans
Got lost in the pills cause she don't love me no mo'
Niggas actin' like they cool, but tryna take my old hoe
That ain't real love, you can keep that fake shit
Say you next up, but you can't ever make hits
Hatin' on the gang cause we movin' different
I don't never lack, you can't catch a nigga slippin'