No Lie lyrics

by

Skepta


[Intro: Jesse James Solomon]
Killy!
Yeah... hit me
You got my number, innit? It's the same one
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Jesse James Solomon]
Jawn was piff, looking Jorja Smith (Jorja)
She like the camera, come like Maya Jama (yeah)
Fly the banner in Havana, smoking cubans
I'm tryna move in and she said "Jesse? He's a nuisance"
She thicker than a Snicker, come like Stefflon (Don)
Come like Ms. Banks, I just got a check and flexed on my ex on the main stage
My n*gga got the cain and got it stepped on
I just got the game in a headlock
Do it like The Flintstones, the bedrock
Do it like the-

[Chorus: Jaxxon D. Silva & Lay-Z]
Sippin' on red, I got the blues
But the blues come with good news
I'm just tryna get turnt till I'm hurt
'Cause I love my last my last breath
Life's a b*tch and the b*tch get on my nerves
God damn, I know ain't nobody perfect so that's why I'm f*ckin' with a bad b*tch
She be on some dirt bag sh*t but I'm the furthest thing from plastic
I could never be on some snake sh*t
For Pete's sake, I'm rocking snakeskin
Nah, I don't give a f*ck about that
I stay with my ghouls, I'm a goblin
Don't make me make you play possum, pus*y boy take caution
Girl, you got that good, no lie, lie, lie
How could I ever say bye, bye, bye?
You got me out here on a thin line
Got me thinking that I might even switch sides
[Verse 2: Jesse James Solomon]
Ting was peng, she a sturdy ten (Sturdy)
She with us, she ain't heard of them
Since the days she glowed up like Kylie Jenner
Come like Oloni, she fleek, this that 187 (Fleek)
This that murder drip, loud pack, burn a bit
I just gotta turn a switch
Now I got the sauce, she's really tryna learn this sh*t
She got a man, I sip my tea, I'm on my Kermit sh*t
Buss it open for the boys, see what you're working with
Now I feel twisted, n*gga, burn the boy and burn a spliff

[Chorus: Jaxxon D. Silva & Lay-Z]
Sippin' on red, I got the blues
But the blues come with good news
I'm just tryna get turnt till I'm hurt
'Cause I love my last my last breath
Life's a b*tch and the b*tch get on my nerve
God damn, I know ain't nobody perfect so that's why I'm f*ckin' with a bad b*tch
We be on some dirt bag sh*t but I'm the furthest thing from plastic
Girl, you got that good, no lie, lie, lie
How could I ever say bye, bye, bye?
You got me out here on a thin line
Got me thinking that I might even switch sides
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