They Lying lyrics

[Intro: YN Jay]
Ayy, why you lying?
(Lying, they lying, they lying)
What the f*ck you lying for?
(Lying)

[Chorus: YN Jay]
(Like, why you be just lying for no reason?)
They lying, they lying, they lying (I don’t understand that sh*t)
They lying, they lying, they lying, they lying, they, they lying (What you lying for?)
I got the heart of a lion, a lion, a lion, a lion, a lion, ayy
[?] Lions and lions and lions, ayy, ayy
And lions

[Verse 1: YN Jay]
n*ggas lying in they raps, n*gga (Lying)
Tired of n*ggas lieing, talking 'bout they trap, n*gga (Lying)
We trap different, it ain't no trap difference
You wanna know who saved the hood? I think crack did it
Talk the same, live the same, but just act different
And you can't see me when I ride with those black tints (5%)
I'm behind tint
And I got my buffs on, likе I'm behind tint
You ask me ”do she got somе ass?”, that b*tch beyond thick
I'm finna stack for 30 days, I'm on some grind sh*t
Coochie Man talking [?] on some time sh*t
I'ma be rich by 12:00, I'm on some time sh*t
I bought a Roley, bust it down, I'm on some time sh*t
Can't see my haters, got my stick, I'm on some blind sh*t
n*ggas selling boo boo weed, he got pound mix
He got clipped by his own mans, they on some wild sh*t
[Chorus: YN Jay]
Lying, they lying (they lying)
They lying, they lying, they lying
(I just keep it real)
They lying, they lying, they lying, they lying, they lying, they lying
They lying, lying, they lying, they lying, lying, they lying
(Capping and sh*t)

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
n*ggas cap too much, when I was young, I used to scrap too much
Ten ’bows, hit the crib, I'm finna trap too much
You ain't slide for your dawg, but you acting cut
Don't nobody listen to that sh*t, you need to wrap it up
Before I stick my di*k in this b*tch, I'ma wrap it up
I heard dawg got his ass wacked, I'm finna clap it up
Summertime, we in them hellcats, [?] acting up
I seen a rap n*gga I ain't like, so I smacked him up
Sell every gram in this bag, I don't take a nap or nothing
b*tches see me getting to this sh*t, now they want my number
Capping ass rapping ass n*gga, you is not 100
I’ll shoot a n*gga in his face before I shoot his stomach
I love a b*tch that keep sucking, even when I'm c*mming
They gave me $10,000 for a show, but I'm not coming
If you got a gun in your hand, why the f*ck you running?
You show that sh*t, but you can't spend that sh*t, you got funny money
f*cked around and nutted in this b*tch, she my nutty buddy
I paid a lotta money for these shoes, damn, these shoes ugly
That money that you flashing ain't sh*t, that just shoe money
You the type of n*gga see your opp, but ain't do nothing
[Chorus: YN Jay]
They lying
They lying, they lying, they lying
I wanna catch up, keep trying, keep trying, keep trying, keep trying, keep trying, ayy
Them n*ggas dead, end up dying and dying, they dying, they dying, they dying, ayy
I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, okay
Grinding, I’m grinding

[Outro: YN Jay]
Be lying and sh*t
He lying ‘bout… lying [?] f*ck, lying me
Woulda got most… just lying, man
I can’t believe these n*ggas, man