TUSON - Lie to you Lyrics

Ayy, what's the word, Henny on my tongue, yo nigga on my dick, I'm feeling' slurred
He want braggin' rights, just like my appetite, he gettin' curved
Stompin' through New York in a new level, call me TuFerg
All his texts went green when he hit me, that nigga too hurt

You wanna f*ck me or this money, I'm tryna see somethin
Tuson, Wentworth, hit my line, you tryna be somethin
Y'all get outta hand and watch my niggas try to leak somethin
Quiet place, I'm deadin shit, soon as a nigga speak somethin

Shh, pipe down, lil' bitch, before your mans get piped down, lil' bitch
They want the name, I want the pape so give me chips
He hit his once and caught the vapors get a grip
Get some stuff about yourself, I'm self-employed, you the help

Boy, I pull up spankin' shit, I'm Claressa with the belt
I'm the wave, Michael Phelps, coach, player and the ref
Hoe, I'm heavy with the steps, bitch, I'm heavy with the

I be feelin' like the man in that, bitch, I ain't gon' lie to you
Might send a text to myself, like, bitch, I'm proud of you
I took the rollie off today, I ain't got time to lose
Ayy, step back behind that rope, lil' bitch, you excused
Ayy, now watch me walk through
Ayy, ayy, now watch me walk through
Ayy, ayy, now watch me walk through
I be feelin' like the nigga in that, bitch, I ain't gon

Yeah, you want the profit, then the problems come with it
Bein' him became the goal, bein' rich became the vision
Double red Louis Vuittons and I'm standin' on Christians
Ten toes and I'm standin' on business
Middle finger to you hoes out here f*ckin' in your feelings

I got new pros comin', palms itchin', I can feel it
I just speak it to existence and that paper come to me
Say I need to get away, blink and I be in Belize
This that new, new, same old spirit, but that aura this that new Tu

Lames can't call it, bitch, I'm Cujo, you Goof Troop
All you hoes a joke, and so in love with bein' messy, y'all should get a eloped
I've been that nigga since forever, don't be stupid
I up the bag and bet it all on me and I ain't losin

Know that pedal gettin' pushed and I ain't cruisin
Paparazzi caught me on the walkthrough and I'm coolin' like
Make sure you hoes get my good side
Good side
I'm here for the paper and the Good vibes
Good Vibes
I'm talkin' good time, not a long time
He tryna talk, my song on, it's the wrong time

I be feelin' like the man in that, bitch, I ain't gon' lie to you
Might send a text to myself, like, bitch, I'm proud of you
I took the rollie off today, I ain't got time to lose
I ain't step back behind that rope, lil' bitch, you excused

Ayy, now watch me walk through
Ayy, ayy, now watch me walk through
Ayy, ayy, now watch me walk through
I be feelin' like the nigga in that, bitch, I ain't gon

I be feelin' like the nigga in that, bitch, I ain't gon