y dey lie lyrics

[Intro: Yung Bruh & KirbLaGoop]
Lying, I just really feel like n*ggas be f*ckin' lying bruh (f*ck)
Man, they all fake
n*ggas be kicking the wheel (n*ggas kicking the wheel, gang)
Pssh, everybody out here faking man
Straps, drugs, and sh*t
Whole world, sh*t man, whole world f*cking pie
The f*ck n*gga?
Candy ass boy
f*ck n*gga lying
Yo' punk ass boy
I ain't worried (I feel like, n*gga I'on be lying, n*gga)
Skee, skee
Goop, Yung Bruh
Most these n*gga, uh, on my mom n*gga, don't be doing what they talk about
Man, Yung Bruh all these boys pus*y
I don't believe sh*t these boys sayin' man
Tell 'em how you feel

[Chorus: Yung Bruh & KirbLaGoop]
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
Say you rob, say you steal, say you drug dealin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about (Hahaha)
Say you puffin' hella dope, f*ckin' hella hoes (Where yo' hoes at?)
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
Where you at? Said you in the trap, you that n*gga pushin' sacks (You know I still [?])
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about (Hahaha)
What you talk about, what you talk about (What the f*ck? man all these rappers pus*y)
[Interlude: Yung Bruh & KirbLaGoop]
Aye, KirbLaGoop man why the f*ck these n*ggas be lying man?
Man, I don't know bruh, pus*y Yung Bruh
f*ck n*gga, blah, blah, tryna get some pus*y, some clout
I don't even understand this sh*t (Haha)
Blah, blah, f*ck sh*t, shut the f*ck up
Everybody sweet, everybody pie (Skee, skee)
Ain't flexin' on sh*t
Miss, miss me with that sh*t (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Verse: KirbLaGoop]
I know that most you pussies don't really live what you talk about
Leave that sh*t alone before I run up in yo' f*cking house
[?] f*ck a judge
Woadie really hold a grudge, 'cause I f*cked his b*tches butt (Hahahaha)
[?] stick molly [?]
[?] Cats push crack, I done done all that (I did all that)
[?] don't touch my people, my boy [?] bust that Eagle (Tututututu)
I ain't f*cking with them drugs, we some thugs [?] (I got so many)
What y'all need? I can serve, make it work, hit my chirp (Serve, serve, serve, serve)
Ounces under my shirt, and my hoe keep her up her skirt (You don't gotta do it)
Yee ain't real, tote no steel, boy ain't really boomin' (Haha)
Why you lie 'bout you doin'?
Best relax before I get to shooting (Tutututu)

[Chorus: Yung Bruh]
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
Say you rob, say you steal, say you drug dealin'
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
Say you puffin' hella dope, f*ckin' hella hoes
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
Where you at? Said you in the trap, you that n*gga pushin' sacks
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
[Outro: Yung Bruh]
f*ck man, stop that f*ckin' lying, man
sh*t pointless, n*gga
Yo' momma gon' beat yo' ass, keep f*cking lying like that, n*gga goddamn