Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't Gone Lie, artist - Aoc ObamaDate of issue: 23.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ain't Gone Lie |
| Big Aoc |
| Y’all know me and Baby had to do one for the hood |
| Helluva made this beat, baby |
| I wouldn’t give a fuck if he ain’t one of mine |
| And we still ridin' 'round drops in the wintertime |
| I can’t even pick up for lil' dawg, they say he dropped a dime |
| I can’t even lie like it ain’t faze me, that shit on my mind |
| I can’t even lie like I ain’t bust down every time |
| I can’t even lie like I ain’t sell bags before I signed |
| I can’t even lie like I ain’t fucked the bitch, she know I’m lyin' |
| I can’t even lie, when it be up with us, we all ridin' |
| Real niggas runnin' all that fake shit dead |
| I ain’t scared of no nigga but I’m runnin' from the feds |
| Can’t go plain, I go hard, give me my cards, I’ma play it |
| Got a couple at the spot, load never where I stay at |
| Rollie, AP, or the Patek how I’ma play it |
| Stand on all ten, with my chest how I’ma say it |
| Got a passion for the fashion, whip my rental car for packages |
| Them hotboxes for smackin' shit, no pimp but I’ll mack a bitch |
| Codeine I sip be Acurian, I still have dreams 'bout Actavis |
| Can’t lie, I did not practice this, feel like we won a championship |
| I ran it up from half a zip, did four shows for a half a mil' |
| Before my shows, take half a pill, been killin' shit, I need to chill |
| Perfect with this trap shit, never had a rap check |
| I ain’t gon' lie, I stuffed a million in a mattress |
| All my diamonds real, ain’t nan' one catfished |
| Fuckin' five star hoes, still’ll entertain a rap bitch |
| Iced out, strapped up only for protection |
| And when you on that road, ho, you better not do no textin' |
| Stay down with me, baby, better not miss your blessing |
| He make 80K a year, bitch, I spent that on a necklace |
| Ayy, I ain’t gon' lie, ten cars in the driveway |
| I ain’t gon' lie, a thousand bags on the highway |
| Sent 'em to the A and I move that shit in one day |
| Flexin' in my city, got you haters lookin' sideways |
| I better not hear you lil' niggas talk that money |
| I got four pockets full, that’s why I walk so funny |
| And what I do in real life, it don’t make the 'Gram |
| While y’all was buyin' up pussy, I was buyin' up land |
| Three diamond Aoc chains, bitch, you know who I am |
| And all these tear drops real in case you running a scam |
| Me and Baby in the Rolls truck, diamonds all over |
| We pourin' drank in our pop, rest in peace Young Soda |
| I wouldn’t give a fuck if he ain’t one of mine |
| And we still ridin' 'round drops in the wintertime |
| I can’t even pick up for lil' dawg, they say he dropped a dime |
| I can’t even lie like it ain’t faze me, that shit on my mind |
| I can’t even lie like I ain’t bust down every time |
| I can’t even lie like I ain’t sell bags before I signed |
| I can’t even lie like I ain’t fucked the bitch, she know I’m lyin' |
| I can’t even lie, when it be up with us, we all ridin' |