I Aint Gon Lie lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, Mackk & Co.
I'm fresh off tour
And like
Your b*tch just text me, haha

[Chorus]
Okay, I'm still doin' drugs, RIP Pimp C
I'm still in the club, spent a dub on the mink
You pull up in that truck, I might pull up in that Brinks (Pull some of that bass out, Bruce)
It's Cuban on my link, what the f*ck did you think? Ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I'm f*cking b*tches with my Cuban on
I ain't gon' lie, I pull the trigger if he movin' wrong
I ain't gon' lie, I been that n*gga since a lil' n*gga
I ain't gon' lie, b*tches don't know how to deal with him
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy

[Verse 1]
Okay, I got too many b*tches, I got too much money
Ain't finna lose it all, no, I ain't finna be no dummy, dawg
If you love me, then love me to the core, ayy
I'm fresh off tour, hey
They call em Bigdawg Baby and I can't stop
f*ck them other n*ggas, baby, 'cause they ain't hot
And they tried to pull up in a Wraith drop
Ayy, I'm the sh*t, give a f*ck 'bout what you think 'bout, bop
I done bust down my wrist, bust down my b*tch
Where I'm from, I'm that n*gga, where you from, you a b*tch
Extra clips just in case a n*gga wanna trip, ayy
Who is this? I take his chain and his b*tch
It's the Dawg, f*ck the law, we keep mopsticks
Like the Fourth of July, we got the block lit
Hit the stage and you know we show rock sh*t
Shot out Slim, I'm still ridin' with my Glock, b*tch
[Chorus]
Okay, I'm still doin' drugs, RIP Pimp C
I'm still in the club, spent a dub on the mink
You pull up in that truck, I might pull up in that Brinks
It's Cuban on my link, what the f*ck did you think? Ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I'm f*cking b*tches with my Cuban on
I ain't gon' lie, I pull the trigger if he movin' wrong
I ain't gon' lie, I been that n*gga since a lil' n*gga
I ain't gon' lie, b*tches don't know how to deal with him
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy

[Verse 2]
Okay, I'm still doing drugs, RIP Lil Peep
I never gave a f*ck, but sh*t, that's me
You n*ggas industry, I'm really in the streets
You ain't been through what I been through so you ain't feelin' me, ayy
Tryna act hard, man, you n*ggas killin' me
I'm finna set the bar, ain't no n*gga real as me
I was in the backyard rockin' where them killers be, ayy
Bruce let the dog off the loose so I can kill this beat
Drop out, n*ggas mad I got guap now
Playhouse with about eight thou' and my Glock out (That's on Norf)
Leave 'em on the scene every time that I pop out
n*gga, what you mean? Big tings, that's what I'm 'bout
[Chorus]
Okay, I'm still doin' drugs, RIP Pimp C
I'm still in the club, spent a dub on the mink
You pull up in that truck, I might pull up in that Brinks
It's Cuban on my link, what the f*ck did you think? Ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I'm f*cking b*tches with my Cuban on
I ain't gon' lie, I pull the trigger if he movin' wrong
I ain't gon' lie, I been that n*gga since a lil' n*gga
I ain't gon' lie, b*tches don't know how to deal with him
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, ayy

[Outro]
Ayy, Crook, these n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with me
They call me Ruccdawg Boy
Mackk & Co., f*ck who don't like it, go