Worst Dude feat. Fronzilla(Attila) - No Reason to Lie | Текст песни

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• Worst Dude feat. Fronzilla(Attila)
• No Reason to Lie

A gold necklace
I aint got it
A shitty cellphone is whats resting in my pocket
Up out my jeans
an empty wallet
Yeah I aint got no reason to lie
I don't ball bitch

Let me put this plain
I don't ball, aint got got no fame
If its all the same i just maintain
If its all the same I aint got no game
If its all the same i know I'm lame
If its all the same you can take aim
And i won't duck, you can shoot my head off
I don't give a fuck
Money, can't seem to fucking save it
Burn through a whole motherfucking paycheck
That I've never got
Only worked the road with a bunch of shithead bands
At a bunch of shitty spots

(Fronz)
Yeahhh, every fucking day is a shopping spree
Every time I'm in the fucking bank, wiggas watching me
Money in my pockets, cars, clothes, and the bank rolls
Throwin' money, makin rain, cummin' on these dumb hoes
Tell em they know fronzilla illa killa trilla
hundred dolla billa on the rilla singing in Attila

Ballin outrageous
Flow is contageous
My nuts up in your moms mouth
They call it nutrageous
Diamond-coated toilet paper
Tell a bitch shut up and rape her
Money over everything I'm balling cuz its second nature

Diamond covered watch- got that shit
Nothin but hundred dollar bills in my pocket
Look in my jeans- a gucci wallet

Another day in the life i Fucking ball bitch
I fucking ball bitch!

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