I Ain’t Gone Lie lyrics

[Chorus: Will The Genaral]
I'm a big bag flipper, foreign whip whipper
Big bread spender, I'm a money gettin' n*gga
I'm a real n*gga, I don't feel n*ggas
I might pull up in that Sprinter, catch you with my hitters, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (my city crazy)
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (how your city crazy?)

[Verse 1: Sada Baby]
Big Skuba n*gga, big Ruger n*gga
Pull up in the foreign, got your b*tch choosin' n*gga
Hopped off that porch, yeah I been shootin' n*ggas
Drop a pus*y dead, act like I didn't do it n*gga, ayy
I hit Ohio with thet dog food on me, huh
Serve all my cli-o, now I got all blues on me, huh
I ride through Cleveland with that codeine on me
Sendin' shots, make them people call the police on me
I keep more than a band in my jogging bands, yeah
If you poor and he ain't, then that's not your mans, yeah
I get more cheese than them n*ggas, I do my nacho dance, yeah
Get to flexing on them n*ggas, Skuba Macho Man, ugh

[Chorus: Will The Genaral]
I'm a big bag flipper, foreign whip whipper
Big bread spender, I'm a money gettin' n*gga
I'm a real n*gga, I don't feel n*ggas
I might pull up in that Sprinter, catch you with my hitters, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (my city crazy)
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (how your city crazy?)
[Verse 2: Will The Genaral]
Ayy my city crazy, we done came back
Had to wake these n*ggas up, they was sleepin', we on the map
Ayy a n*gga play with me, I'll blow that n*gga's head back
He used to have dreads, now they lay 'em where he dead at
I heard your mans ain't keep it solid, turned to a rat
I heard them n*ggas ran down on you, you ain't bust back
I heard these n*ggas runnin' Ohio, but where they at?
And if you heard they playin' crazy with me, they ain't make it back
Look, I know y'all n*ggas turnt in this b*tch, but get your mans though
Before my n*gga bust you, have him layin' in your hands though
All these sticks equipped with extendos just like we Rambo
And all these n*ggas reachin' for beef, they just a fan though

[Chorus: Will The Genaral]
I'm a big bag flipper, foreign whip whipper
Big bread spender, I'm a money gettin' n*gga
I'm a real n*gga, I don't feel n*ggas
I might pull up in that Sprinter, catch you with my hitters, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (my city crazy)
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (how your city crazy?)

[Verse 3: Shakur]
I'm bossed up in the walk-ups, f*ck a drive-by
A fly guy, it'll get beefy like Five Guys
Homicide, cookie smoke'll leave you comatose
From Ohio to Detroit, that's a geek's OD like an overdose
Yeah, you hit the Akron real, you tap in with us
Smoke on a dragon tail, we high off of dracula
We up now so pardon any n*gga who after us
Always tan, weed, coke, dope, you can package us
Keep the streets high like a parachute, these n*ggas scared to shoot
You a b*tch and I'm sick with it like I need Theraflu
Put me up against any n*gga and I'm gon' embarrass you
I'm authentic, I'm all in, this sh*t'll get terrible
[Chorus: Will The Genaral]
I'm a big bag flipper, foreign whip whipper
Big bread spender, I'm a money gettin' n*gga
I'm a real n*gga, I don't feel n*ggas
I might pull up in that Sprinter, catch you with my hitters, ayy
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (my city crazy)
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (how your city crazy?)