I Ain't Gonna Lie

e 1 - Lil Wayne]

Uh, I see all my home-boys here, so let me put my gun up

Price on ya head, where do I get rung up?

I be with scumbags, all about that humbug

While niggas savin' hoes like dun, dun-dun, dun, dun-dun

Choke ya ass with nunchucks, trunk full of blum blums

Young Money, young guns, heroes, unsung

Give that bitch pom poms, touch down my nigga

Sittin' on my money, a junk pile my nigga

Don't come 'round my niggas, don't come 'round my nigga

We ballin', never commend dumb fouls my nigga

We been hustlin' since Mike Tyson Punch-Out!! my nigga

Feds listenin', okay, that's enough about my niggas

Yeah, sippin' on a little somethin'-somethin', mind ya business

Got these hoes waitin' while I'm doin' calisthenics

And she give me head while her lips move a mile a minute

And that bitch you kissin' on just came out the clinic, I ain't lyin'

Nigga I ain't finished, smokin' on that good weed

What's that scent? Not a penny

Montana, Corleone, Capone, Gotti, Nitti

I can't show 'em how I do it, now only how I did it

Lil Tunechi