y dey lie lyrics
by Lil Tracy
[Intro: Yung Bruh & KirbLaGoop]
Lying, I just feel like n*ggas be 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 hot
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' hell hoes (Where yo' hoes at?)
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
Where you at? Say 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 how 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 high (Skee, skee)
Ain't preaching no 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 jugg
Boy really hold a grudge, 'cause I f*cked his b*tches butt (Hahahaha)
[?] stick molly [?]
Cats push crack, I did done all that (I did all that)
Please don't touch my people, my boy [?] bust that (Tututututu)
I ain't f*cking with them drugs, we some thugs (I got so many)
What you need? I can serve, make it work (Serve, serve, serve, serve)
[?] in my shirt, and my hoe keep her [?] (You don't gotta do it)
[?] 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' hell hoes
I feel like most you n*ggas don't be doin' what you talk about
Where you at? Say 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