letra de danny brown - lie4 (nedarb nagrom remix) - nedarb
[chorus]
i’m ballin’ now (stop!), yeah, just like kobe
you’re callin’ now (stop!), yeah, b-tch you know me
you’re fallin’ off (stop!), and i’m takin’ all your hoes, b-tch
i’m showin’ off (stop!), what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
[verse 1]
i ain’t never had sh-t, zilch, zero, nothin’
now that a n-gga got something, yeah, b-tch, i’m stuntin’
look at all these moneys, hundreds and these fifties
eatin’ at the whitney, now your b-tch wanna come with me
’cause we ’bout to go to the mall, tonight we poppin’ bottles
my baby momma a hoodrat, but now i got me a model
and she wanna swallow, drink it all up
straight to the neck from the bottle, b-tch, you don’t need no cup
and she ’bout to go make it rain, thunder, f-ckin’ storm
kush nuggets to the brain, pop f-ckin’ corn
shapow, b-tch, wow, been had hundreds
nah, n-gga, i’m lyin’, you know that i be frontin’
[refrain]
got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
that bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
that bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
[chorus]
i’m ballin’ now (stop!), yeah, just like kobe
you’re callin’ now (stop!), yeah, b-tch you know me
you’re fallin’ off (stop!), and i’m takin’ all your hoes, b-tch
i’m showin’ off (stop!), what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
what the f-ck i gotta lie fo’? (stop, stop!)
[verse 2]
i’ma blow it out now, motherf-ck a later
’bout to cop me a mink, diamond encrusted gators
car with a tv in it, maid and a butler too
so what, n-gga, this sh-t rented? right now it’s gon’ have to do
and i’m gonna take it all with me—when i’m gone, b-tch, it’s gone too
who cares when the kids get grown? better figure out what they gon’ do
’cause right now, n-gga, i got it—n-gga, what about you?
broke-ass n-ggas worth nothing, i can buy y’all in twos
’cause a long time ago, n-gga, n-gga, was just like you
’cause we ain’t about the past, it’s about right now my dude
’cause normally i be broke, but right now i got cash
nah, n-gga, i’m lyin’, you know that i be frontin’
[refrain]
got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
that bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
got that income tax swag, that income tax swag
that bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
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