Lie On Mick Lyrics

All that faking shit, no backdoor, I'll spank a bitch
(Spank a ass, spank a—)
(Away with all that, Von crazy)

Stay away with all that faking shit, no backdoor, I'll spank a bitch
They want me broke, they hate I'm rich, I can't believe that nigga snitch
Catch a B, don't swap the blick, I know I ain't getting caught for shit
I still be outside taking risks, we want his watch, cut off his wrist
Goin' throw some shots for Ball and Fisk, get on his head and you won't miss
Brick dump and grins, I'm dumping fish, push each other ways and dump the bitch
I'm cooking up, shit look like Crew of Vans, I been on plenty hits
Them niggas flinched, my niggas pissed, my first day out I hit a lick
My fully Drake ain't had no kick, lie to your face and bang on Mick
This Trackhawk Jeep goin' dump some quick, we pop out late at night like Nick
Niggas jump out, hit the splits, we jump out, get to chasing shit
Black Nike tech, my spanking fit, this nigga cuffed a stinking bitch
They know me at the bank and shit, ain't no straights, I'm out here hanging shit
Since sixteen, I been spanking shit, before we spin, fill up the tank and shit
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Ain't no young nigga my age up on my motherfucking level
I got rich and lost my friends, that's why I'm dancing with the devil
My next hit, I'm going crazy, I need some trash bags and a shovel
Ayy, Lil Mook, KJ, and Black, them niggas told my pain double, aight
We really murder shit, I know you never heard of this
Half these rappers rapping 'bout these guns ain't never heard a switch
Ask Jial, I was fresh up off a hit talking to Herman, shit
We in this car to kill, get the fuck out with all that nervous shit
Ain't wanna fuck when I was broke, but now she on me, I gotta curve the bitch
Never leave the house without your glue, I bet Daychee learned through shit
Rollie AP titan, I'm 23, I really earned this shit
I know why Quincy mad that fully Drizzy really burned this bitch
Use a condom when we fuck, but you won't burn me, shit
You take my chain and you goin' die, you can't return me shit
I lost my dogs and went to jail, you wasn't concerned with shit
Posted with Drakies on the wood, I'm on Vernon with switch
Tap the trigger once, it glitch, pour a four then reminisce
In the hot wheels like a 150 shots, we bounce out yelling, "Drench"
Fuck the industry, I got the cherry, dead body come with a stench
They ain't wanna let me slide, I caught my first little show up off the bench
Like, "Sorry, I can't be that for you, dog, I'm just gonna run it off"
It's a voice up in the sky calling my name, but I don't wanna come
Ayy, Mook, you fucking me up, the love I had for you was one on one
I'm gonna pull up with ten Tossers, but gonna tell you it's a one on one

Stay away with all that faking shit, no backdoor, I'll spank a bitch
They want me broke, they hate I'm rich, I can't believe that nigga snitch
Catch a B, don't swap the blick, I know I ain't getting caught for shit
I still be outside taking risks, we want his watch, cut off his wrist
Goin' throw some shots for Ball and Fisk, get on his head and you won't miss
Brick dump and grins, I'm dumping fish, push each other ways and dump the bitch
I'm cooking up, shit look like Crew of Vans, I been on plenty hits
Them niggas flinched, my niggas pissed, my first day out I hit a lick
My fully Drake ain't had no kick, lie to your face and bang on Mick
This Trackhawk Jeep goin' dump some quick, we pop out late at night like Nick

(Niggas jump out, hit the splits, we jump out, get to chasing shit)
(Black Nike tech, my spanking fit, this nigga cuffed a stinking bitch)