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Memothemafioso - Stop Lying Lyrics

Stop Lying Lyrics[Intro]
My money gettin' long, barely even fold (Nope)
I could make a roll triple if I hit the road (Run it)
Probably think that I’m bluffin' like I really won't (Huh)
Flexin’ that chain until I rip it from his throat (Ugh)

[Chorus]
I heard he servin' chicken, but it's drippin' from his nose (Drip)
Everybody pimpin', someone tell me where the hoes? (Where they at?)
You ain't really trippin' just because you got a pole (Huh)
They be lyin' and I know, never trust not a soul (Nope)

[Verse 1]
Tax ’em for the high, but I get it for the low (Bеst price)
Y’all ain't got no motherfuckin’ ties and it shows (For rеal)
Pushin' all the buttons, but they never pressin' go
Keep on speakin' on my name and end up way more than exposed (Bitch)
I got a lotta game from the streets where it’s cold (Yup)
Before I bought a chain, I bought a quarter pound of snow (Yup)
Took a couple L's, I could never let 'em go (Uh-uh)
Probably why I grind harder, I remember bein' low (For real)
I do it for myself, bet you do it for them hoes (What?)
I don't fuck with bitches 'less we got the same goals (Come on now)
Let me put on re-up what you would've put on clothes (Yeah)
Watch it come back in a week and now it's double than before (Double up)
They perpin' like a boss, but they never in control (No)
Always fuckin' with lames and tryna act like they don't know (Hmm)
Lyin' through your teeth is pretty motherfuckin' bold (Bitch)
Don't become another victim sayin' shit because it go (Hah)

[Chorus]
I heard he servin' chicken, but it's drippin' from his nose (Ugh)
Everybody pimpin', someone tell me where the hoes? (Where they at?)
You ain't really trippin' just because you got a pole (Nope)
They be lyin' and I know, never trust not a soul (Nope)
I heard he servin' chicken, but it's drippin' from his nose (Ugh)
Everybody pimpin', someone tell me where the hoes? (Where they at?)
You ain't really trippin' just because you got a pole (Nope)
They be lyin' and I know, never trust not a soul (Nope)

[Verse 2]
I was on the dolo flippin' nickels in the zone (Flip)
My shit blowin' up, I had to cop a couple phones (Who this?)
I don't do fronts, don't ever hit me for no loan (No)
I could tell that you bluffin', I hear that shakin' in your tone (Haha)
They ain't on what I'm on, ain't opinion, it's a fact (Hell nah)
I could leave with a ten and double back with thirty stacks (Thirty-ball)
They be playin' pretend, I'ma say it again
You finna get your head cracked tryna follow a trend
I see through that fake grin, you don't swallow your sins
You'll probably get up in some shit and put that paper to pen
I ain't fuckin' with nobody who be fakin' like friends (Uh-uh)
Or bitches never tryna get it, but be happy to spend (Ugh)
I be somewhere countin' money, probably with somebody bitch or two (Who this?)
Burnin' Berner Cookie, finna blow another zip or two (Ayy, pass that blunt over here)
I don't gotta say, it's clear as day to see the bitch in you
So I don't wanna hear 'bout what you was or what you finna do (Bitch)
Take offense to anything I'm preachin' if you fit the shoe (Huh)
But I'm the type to sock you in your shit instead of dissin' you
They hate when you ball, probably pray that you fall
The big dog in this bitch, I been makin' the calls, for real

[Chorus]
I heard he servin' chicken, but it's drippin' from his nose
Everybody pimpin', someone tell me where the hoes? (Where they at?)
You ain't really trippin' just because you got a pole (Nah)
They be lyin' and I know, never trust not a soul (Nope)
I heard he servin' chicken, but it's drippin' from his nose (Ugh)
Everybody pimpin', someone tell me where the hoes? (Where they at?)
You ain't really trippin' just because you got a pole (Nope)
They be lyin' and I know, never trust not a soul

[Outro]
Hahaha
Man
It's so much motherfuckin' fakin' and perpetratin' in the motherfuckin' game
I don't trust a motherfuckin' thing
Praise the real