Artist: ScHoolboy Q f/ Ty Dolla $ign, YG
Album:  CrasH Talk
Song:   Lies
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Stop, ohhhh

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Stop tellin' lies on me
That shit ain't okay, hey hey hey
Stop tellin' lies on me
That shit ain't okay, hey hey hey
Lil' bitch
You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no leverage
You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no leverage
You ain't got no, you ain't got no, you ain't got no leverage

[ScHoolboy Q]
Uhh, ayy
Who the fuck said I ain't him?
Got a new deposit, nigga I ain't them
They playin' with the shit and I don't see no wins
I'm tryna get the pussy mami one more 'gain, ayy
... I fucked, it up
I make, enough, my rims, my truck
My roof, is stuck, my house, my luck
My bitch, my yard, my cash, enlarged, ayy
Left the bitch attitude at the old place
488, yeah, with the road rage
Nine on my lap, I ain't never play it safe
I ain't gotta rap to you niggas, been straight
You ain't Q
Lying for the 'Gram, bitch you ain't cute
Hate this, hate that, that ain't cool
Said I did you dirty but that ain't true, ayy

[Chorus]

[YG]
Uhh, it's YG400!

Uhh, you said I hit it raw, you lyin'
You said I ate them drawers, you lyin'
Reachin' for the stars, you tryin'
The homegirls wanna beat your ass and now you hidin'
I fucked, you once, once, enough
I beat, it up, then left, you stuck
We not, in touch, you mad, as fuck
I'ma try to stop thinkin' with my dickhead for once, ayy
You want some rapper dick for the clout
She wanna be seen when you take her out
You from L.A. but you made it to the South
Fresh off the flight cause you just got flewed out
Damn, find out your Instagram a lie (it's a lie)
You fucked up my vibe (fucked up my vibe)
Can't fuck with you cause I got too much pride (too much pride)
Go Gucci Mane, get the fuck out my ride

[Chorus]