Why You Lying [Remixx] Lyrics – Izaiah Combs
Singer: Izaiah Combs
Title: Why You Lying [Remixx]
Aye
Thanks Maxra Keby
Aye
Where you at
Aye
Where you at n#gg#
Where you at
I been in a trap getting raps n#gg# where you at
Aye
n#gg# where you at
I been in a trap getting raps
Aye
I been in a trial getting rats n#gg# where you at
I be stacking up money n#gg#
What the f#ck you’re at
I’m been with the gang and I’m getting f#cking fly
And I’m getting f#cking high
n#gg# where the f#ck you at
And I been making hits
And I’m getting f#cking paid
Like every f#cking day
And your girl wanna be my bae
But I said she can’t
Cause I’m a motherf#cking pimp
Not a f#cking sip
n#gg# can you feel me n#gg#
And I’m with Missy Gilley
And wе rocking out everyday
On the bеat
And you know we getting paid
Like I said n#gg# you a little p#ss# n#gg#
Aye
Get some bread n#gg#
Get some f#cking motion
Motion in the ocean
I’m swimming in the ocean
n#gg#s can’t find me
n#gg# where you mean
I told you where I’m at
Can you feel me
I’m getting green
Getting money
n#gg# call me green
But you always wanna be me
Dripping codeine
With the f#cking Sprite
In the subway
If a n#gg# play with me
And I’m so fresh
And I’m so clean
And I’m so fresh
Where you at
Where you at
n#gg# where the f#ck you at
I’ve been in a trap
Getting racks
n#gg# where you at
I’ve been stacking up money
n#gg# where the f#ck you at
I’ve been with the gang
Getting fly
Getting high
n#gg# where the f#ck you at
I’ve been making hits
And getting paid
n#gg# where you at
Aye
n#gg# where you at
Aye
Creeping through the door
At night
If a n#gg# play with me
And I’m so fresh
And I’m so clean
And I’m with the whole of the night
Aye
Missy Gilley on the beat
Missy Gilley on the beat
Ain’t sh#t sweet
Gilley on the beat
Also what you need
He had to swing his pipe
Get out the bike
n#gg#s be like
I like
But don’t you don’t like this
You gonna hate this
I’ve been tired of waiting
n#gg#s had me patient
But I am impatient
n#gg#s calling me
Mr. of course
n#gg#s
Get your momma a divorce
Uh
Put me on the beat
Put me on the beat
Ain’t sh#t sweet
I already said that sh#t before
I’m from the Ave 4
n#gg# don’t go there
n#gg#s don’t know where that is
Let me tell you about that sh#t
Northside what it is
Uh
Don’t bring your kids
It’s not a f#cking fair
Ain’t sh#t fair
In the hood
n#gg#s don’t go there
n#gg#s wanna go there
But ain’t f#cking from there
n#gg#
Stay your #ss in the suburbs
And momma got a f#cking Porsche in her f#cking yard
n#gg#
What the f#ck
Aye
Where you at
Aye
Where you at
Aye
n#gg# where the f#ck you at
Where you at
Aye
I’ve been in the trap
Getting raps
n#gg# where you at
I’ve been stacking up money
n#gg# where you
f#ck you at
I’ve been with the gang
Getting fly
Getting high
Where the f#ck you at
I’ve been making hits
Getting paid
Every f#cking day
So n#gg#
Where the f#ck you at
You don’t got no motion
Aye
You don’t got no f#cking motion
What
Mr. Gilley
And he turned up on the beat
n#gg# rocking with my feet
n#gg# Cody
And I’m sipping in the cup
n#gg#
And I’m drinking f#cking coke
In the f#cking back
If a n#gg# play with me
Had to show him what’s strapped
n#gg# had to show him what’s strapped
He said I ain’t have it
That’s crazy
We just snapped
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