If I'm Lyin Then I'm Flyin

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Meitka Quinn

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Yeah

Now I wasn't gone say nothing
I swear I wasn't
If I'm lyin then I'm flyin

You know I tried my very best
Wit you bitches
But it's time that I dip cause
I'm through blessin ya mentions
And I bet
You prolly wish we never met
But you trippin
Yeah who else was bouta show
How bosses stand on some bidness

And yeah I know them niggas home But ain't gone come play
They shaking in they boots and
In the crib is where they gone stay
But please keep talkin wet
While you runnin
Trynna see if I can hear you over Pablo when he dumpin

Aye why you pop yo shit
Then call yo cousin pumpkin
You both goofy if you thought
The gang wasn't jumpin
Yeah I ain't fightin alone
She was too damn big
Aye why you tell me it was strong
It was too damn mid

Don't try to show me how I'm wrong I am not yo kid
My granny told me to move on
But I can't I slid
Them niggas said they want us gone And then dipped & hid
Them folks really tough tone
Til it's chrome on domes
Prolly can't comprehend
Missing chromosomes
Got you walking on the edge
Like it's Home Alone
And I ain't beefing on the net
Baby hold my phone
I'll get to stomping on ya neck
Til your soul is gone
Capped and put it on your set
Now your soldiers gone
I wake up happy cause you pressed Ain't no Folgers on
And girly thought I broke a sweat
This a colder zone
You talk a lot but I'm a step
From a bolder zone
The Village where them niggas rest It's the folders home
They say I move like I'm the best
It's the shoulders tone
And Imma say it wit my chest
Cause you know you wrong
You talk like you ain't made of flesh And the scope ain't on

Know it's chops
Caught you lackin with your props
Finna hit up clean up
He make you wish he packin mops
Ain't bout to go for da run around We posted on ya block
My baby taught you the game
You just the captain of the jocks
Put the respect on his name
He really coulda got you popped
The way y'all capped for the fame You should've told em you da opps
And trynna serve us no thanks
But bitch I like the way you plot
Not sayin Django my name
But bitch I like the way you die
You sending threats to the gang
Yeah we'll love to see you try
We comin Glock or AK
You still fuckin with the 9's
Yo blood folded and fake
My brother digging in her spine
That's how we know where you stay So stop capping in your rhymes
I'll drop the address today
So stop playin with my time
And if it's up I'm a spray
So stop playin with my crime
They say I'm sweet in the face
But looks really do be lying
Think I ain't bout what I say
Then it's your life that I'll be buying
If you get in the way
Then it's ya man's that I'll be eyeing

Told my momma we straight
I really hate to see her cryin
I'm bouta run up the pape cause if
She want it then I'm buyin
You know I mean what I say
Cause If I'm Lyin then I'm Flyin

Told my momma we straight
I really hate to see her cryin
I'm bouta run up the pape
Cause if she want it then I'm buyin
You know I mean what I say
Cause if I'm Lyin then I'm Flyin

Yeah
Cause If I'm Lyin then I'm
AHH

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