Truth Tella lyrics

by

Cakes Da Killa


[Verse 1]
A heartless killer cast a spell on you n*ggas
A f*cking wood grain spitter
Eating custom-made dinners
Keep foreign hair on my halo
New scents on my body
I’ll turn a n*gga to rubble Medusa head like Versace
I’m posted up with my papi
Eating salt fish ackee
Known for waxing the kitty, I call him Mr. Miyagi
How the f*ck do he got me? All this Isaac Mizrahi
The patent flow never sloppy except when giving the toppy
Catch me chilling in Paris doing shows in a villa
All my n*ggas is zombies, so when we mob it's like Thriller
My coochie the softest
Like my walls all chinchilla
I keep his di*k on stiff, just please don’t give me no splinters
We in Berlin for the summer
Hit LA in the winter
All my b*tches exotic endangered looks with gorillas
I see this b*tch doing numbers
Who the f*ck really feel her?
Would sell your soul for some money?
What’s a saint to a sinner?
I’m saying
[Hook]
Truth tella never lie to a n*gga
I will point a b*tch out
Who the f*ck coming realer, n*gga?
Truth tella don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
Me and you
Toe to toe
Who the f*ck coming realer, n*gga?

[Verse 2]
I read n*ggas all day like a palm reader
Catch me out on your block n*gga don-diva
Quick to mute a silly ho when I’m watching Reba
Treat these n*ggas like they puppets no Cousin Skeeter
I f*ck him good make him c*m all on his wife beater
He never f*cked a fat b*tch, me neither
I’m in the mix outing di*k like I’m Katt Stack
Tell a n*gga bring it back
Goodies all in my knapsack
This is how I’m stunting
So what you calling that
Check my flow, my only comp is in my compact
I’m international
And you ain't seen sh*t
Catch this deep sh*t, I keep a n*gga sea sick
b*tch I’m really it
And you’re really not
My tongue alone will turn a top into a hotspot
Watch me cook it up
Woks on a stovetop
b*tch, I’m so hot
Daisy dukes and crop tops
[Hook]
Truth tella never lie to a n*gga
I will point a b*tch out
Who the f*ck coming realer, n*gga?
Truth tella don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
Me and you
Toe to toe
Who the f*ck coming realer, n*ggas?

Truth tella, don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
I will point a b*tch out
Who the f*ck coming realer, n*gga?
Truth tella don’t lie to these n*ggas
Me and you
Toe to toe
Who the f*ck coming realer, n*gga?
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