In the kitchen rollin' good cookies, I ain't f*ckin' bakin
Upgraded to the Wok cause the green had my stomach achin
Niggas watchin' me but don't support it, I call that hatin
Everything I spit, I stand on, ain't doin' No fakin
You not walkin', what you talkin', I don't trust when you speakin
Told my main bitch about my side, I'm tired of sneakin
HNR turn bitches up, girl, I know you done heard
Poured the 4, and put this hoe in sport, now I'm smackin' the curb
The only time you see me cryin', is when I walk in denim tears
If you wanna keep your bitch then why the f*ck you bring her here
I'm 17, but I got beezys that be 25
Really savin' hoes, you might see me flyin' through the sky
Really Rastaman, they say I'm their favorite dreadhead
Was finna leave, but had to spin around cause they ain't dead yet
They be on my dick for shit that I ain't even said yet
My bro pour a deuce for every Sprite he got call him Redman (Redman)
Keep a stick for every Wild West, nigga, this ain't Red Dead
She pullin' down my jeans, I ain't get her to the bed yet
Got my money up, paper goin', bitch, the bands long
Spit that hot sauce, I ain't tryna make a dance song
Tell a bitch beat it, hit that one move, get my dance on
These niggas like f*ckin' with them hoes that get ran on
Pussy nigga try to flex on me, up bands on him
12, get behind the whip, do the dash, bet we ran on em
Hey, if it ain't about the business, can't stand on it
Might take the risk, say f*ck it, up 10 on em
She a demon late night, switchin' Ben 10 on me
Really, them young turnt niggas ain't no lame one
Tryna be a 5 star recruit, then became one
Put that bitch in sport gas up like it's K-1
Only see me slidin' out with gang, that's my day ones
Group of bad bitches, I'm not only finna hit one
Double cup full of good drink, yeah, I sip some
Might just hit the BOA, bussin' for that lump sum
Niggas always askin' where the hoes at, go get some
Who im slidin on tonight? could never pick one
The f*ck these niggas talkin' bout, nigga
Really, Mr. Saveahoe, nigga
Can never do no fakin', been saving hoes, check my stats, nigga
Y'all know what the f*ck I do
HNR PIE - No Fakin Lyrics
HNR PIE - No Fakin Lyrics
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In the kitchen rollin' good cookies, I ain't f*ckin' bakin
Upgraded to the Wok cause the green had my stomach achin
Niggas watchin' me but don't support it, I call that hatin
Everything I spit, I stand on, ain't doin' No fakin
You not walkin', what you talkin', I don't trust when you speakin
Told my main bitch about my side, I'm tired of sneakin
HNR turn bitches up, girl, I know you done heard
Poured the 4, and put this hoe in sport, now I'm smackin' the curb
The only time you see me cryin', is when I walk in denim tears
If you wanna keep your bitch then why the f*ck you bring her here
I'm 17, but I got beezys that be 25
Really savin' hoes, you might see me flyin' through the sky
Really Rastaman, they say I'm their favorite dreadhead
Was finna leave, but had to spin around cause they ain't dead yet
They be on my dick for shit that I ain't even said yet
My bro pour a deuce for every Sprite he got call him Redman (Redman)
Keep a stick for every Wild West, nigga, this ain't Red Dead
She pullin' down my jeans, I ain't get her to the bed yet
Got my money up, paper goin', bitch, the bands long
Spit that hot sauce, I ain't tryna make a dance song
Tell a bitch beat it, hit that one move, get my dance on
These niggas like f*ckin' with them hoes that get ran on
Pussy nigga try to flex on me, up bands on him
12, get behind the whip, do the dash, bet we ran on em
Hey, if it ain't about the business, can't stand on it
Might take the risk, say f*ck it, up 10 on em
She a demon late night, switchin' Ben 10 on me
Really, them young turnt niggas ain't no lame one
Tryna be a 5 star recruit, then became one
Put that bitch in sport gas up like it's K-1
Only see me slidin' out with gang, that's my day ones
Group of bad bitches, I'm not only finna hit one
Double cup full of good drink, yeah, I sip some
Might just hit the BOA, bussin' for that lump sum
Niggas always askin' where the hoes at, go get some
Who im slidin on tonight? could never pick one
The f*ck these niggas talkin' bout, nigga
Really, Mr. Saveahoe, nigga
Can never do no fakin', been saving hoes, check my stats, nigga
Y'all know what the f*ck I do
Upgraded to the Wok cause the green had my stomach achin
Niggas watchin' me but don't support it, I call that hatin
Everything I spit, I stand on, ain't doin' No fakin
You not walkin', what you talkin', I don't trust when you speakin
Told my main bitch about my side, I'm tired of sneakin
HNR turn bitches up, girl, I know you done heard
Poured the 4, and put this hoe in sport, now I'm smackin' the curb
The only time you see me cryin', is when I walk in denim tears
If you wanna keep your bitch then why the f*ck you bring her here
I'm 17, but I got beezys that be 25
Really savin' hoes, you might see me flyin' through the sky
Really Rastaman, they say I'm their favorite dreadhead
Was finna leave, but had to spin around cause they ain't dead yet
They be on my dick for shit that I ain't even said yet
My bro pour a deuce for every Sprite he got call him Redman (Redman)
Keep a stick for every Wild West, nigga, this ain't Red Dead
She pullin' down my jeans, I ain't get her to the bed yet
Got my money up, paper goin', bitch, the bands long
Spit that hot sauce, I ain't tryna make a dance song
Tell a bitch beat it, hit that one move, get my dance on
These niggas like f*ckin' with them hoes that get ran on
Pussy nigga try to flex on me, up bands on him
12, get behind the whip, do the dash, bet we ran on em
Hey, if it ain't about the business, can't stand on it
Might take the risk, say f*ck it, up 10 on em
She a demon late night, switchin' Ben 10 on me
Really, them young turnt niggas ain't no lame one
Tryna be a 5 star recruit, then became one
Put that bitch in sport gas up like it's K-1
Only see me slidin' out with gang, that's my day ones
Group of bad bitches, I'm not only finna hit one
Double cup full of good drink, yeah, I sip some
Might just hit the BOA, bussin' for that lump sum
Niggas always askin' where the hoes at, go get some
Who im slidin on tonight? could never pick one
The f*ck these niggas talkin' bout, nigga
Really, Mr. Saveahoe, nigga
Can never do no fakin', been saving hoes, check my stats, nigga
Y'all know what the f*ck I do
Writer: HNR PIE, HNR AA, HNR Thrizzol
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid