Текст песни I Aint Gonna Lie - lil wayne , French Montana

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