I Ain't Gonna Lie

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