I Can’t Lie Lyrics – French Montana
Yeah, yeah, ayy, Kodak
You know what it is
When you hear that “Haan” (Glee)
Yeah
I’m in London, got my beat from London
I can’t lie, I turned my mama house to a museum
I’m slidin’ in a BM, put my BM in a BM
I can’t lie, so much ***, I need a new [?]
Ayy, I’m too appealin’, yeah, all my niggas Zion (Yeah)
I can’t lie, Sniper Gang, I put you on a stretcher
Swear to God, the truth don’t need no lie detector
I can’t lie, I swear to God, I’m on a whole new level
I can’t lie, I spent like half a ticket on the bezzel
Through my mama on the golf course, caught a fish in the crib
Free the *** to the ceilin’, I’m in too deep, like David
With my codeine, I pop a seal, like on the real, I’m in the field
On the real, I’m tryna ***, like on the real, I stacked a mill’
I can’t even lie, I’m so fly, that’s why they call me Bill
My *** lost a trial, but he ’bout to come home on a pill
I’m feelin’ like I’m Kunta Kinte, ’cause we gon’ do slavery still
I can’t lie, I’m Israel, I can’t lie, this *** real
I can’t [?] Israel, yeah, I’m on that Jewish ***
Got on all this Louis, now is not the time to shoot a ***
I can’t even sneeze in public, they might try to sue a ***
I’m slidin’ in that orange-colored, but I ain’t on no fruity ***
I can’t lie, I turned my mama house to a museum
I’m slidin’ in a BM, put my BM in a BM
I can’t lie, so much ***, I need a new [?]
Ayy, I’m too appealin’, yeah, all my niggas Zion (Yeah)
I can’t lie, Sniper Gang, I put you on a stretcher
Swear to God, the truth don’t need no lie detector
I can’t lie, I swear to God, I’m on a whole new level
I can’t lie, I spent like half a ticket on the bezzel
Copped my auntie a crib, I copped a new Bugatti
Man, these hoes ain’t safe, I’m on my Irv Gotti (Woo)
I can’t lie, I’ve been ridin’ with that fire (Bah-bah-bah)
I’ve been gettin’ fried since the seven-five, when Max lost the trial (Wavy)
If she did you dirty once, she gon’ do it twice (Twice)
My dawg popped a fake Perc’, man, he lost his life
I can’t lie, turned my mother crib a Colosseum
Still do it for Chinx, ’til the day that I’ma see him
Told my *** “You the one”, got these hoes on my auction
Rather be talked about than me doin’ all the talkin’
Same *** shot me up, they never found the body
I can’t lie, I’m so fly, that’s why they call me Holly
I can’t lie, I turned my mama house to a museum
I’m slidin’ in a BM, put my BM in a BM
I can’t lie, so much ***, I need a new [?]
Ayy, I’m too appealin’, yeah, all my niggas Zion (Yeah)
I can’t lie, Sniper Gang, I put you on a stretcher
Swear to God, the truth don’t need no lie detector
I can’t lie, I swear to God, I’m on a whole new level
I can’t lie, I spent like half a ticket on the bezzel
I’m in London, got my beat from London
