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]