Lie4 Lyrics & Chords By Danny Brown

I'm balling now, (Stop) yeah just like Kobe
You calling now, (Stop) yeah bitch you know me
You falling off, (Stop) and I'm taking all your hoes bitch
I'm showing off, (Stop) what the fuck I gotta lie for?

(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?

I ain't never had shit, zilch zero nothing
Now that a nigga got something, yeah bitch I'm stunting
Look at all this moneys, hundreds and these fifties
Eating at the Whitney, now your bitch wanna come with me
'Cause we 'bout to go to the mall, tonight we popping bottles
My baby momma a hoodrat but now I got me a model
And she wanna swallow, drink it all up
Straight to the neck from the bottle, bitch you don't need no cup
And she 'bout to go make it rain, thunder, fucking storm
Kush nuggets to the brain, pop fucking corn
Shapow bitch wow, been had hundreds
Nah, nigga I'm lying, you know that I be fronting

Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag

I'm balling now, (Stop) yeah just like Kobe
You calling now, (Stop) yeah bitch you know me
You falling off, (Stop) and I'm taking all your hoes bitch
I'm showing off, (Stop) what the fuck I gotta lie for?

(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?
(Stop, stop) What the fuck I gotta lie for?

I'mma blow it all now, motherfuck a later
'Bout to cop me a mink, diamond encrusted gators
Car with a TV in it, maid and a butler too
So what nigga this shit rented, right now it's gon' have to do
And I'm gonna take it all with me when I'm gone bitch it's gone too
Who cares when the kids get grown, better figure out what they gone do
'Cause right now nigga I got it, nigga what about you?
Broke-ass niggas worth nothing, I can buy y'all in twos
'Cause a long time ago nigga, nigga was just like you
'Cause we ain't about the past, it's about right now my dude
'Cause normally I be broke but right now I got cash
Nah, nigga I'm lying, you know that I be fronting

Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag
Got that income tax swag, that income tax swag (Stop, stop)
That bad dame in my lap, just copped her a bag