ฟังเพลงDON'T YOU LIE

DON'T YOU LIE - Offset

Lyrics by：Joshua Luellen/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Lesidney Cheyenne Ragland/Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Robert John Richardson

Composed by：Joshua Luellen/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Lesidney Cheyenne Ragland/Mark Williams/Raul Cubina/Robert John Richardson

Produced by：Bobby Raps/Offset/Ojivolta/Southside/TooDope!

Don't you lie don't you lie

Don't you don't you lie yeah

Pittsburgh Steelers with the black and yellow diamonds

Go

Maybach coupe in the seats that I recline in

Hey

Fresh out of jail I ain't know what I was signing

Jail

I was havin' drip before I knew about designer

Woo

Lookin' for the right one then ****** around and found her

Found her

Haters in the circle had to get the **** around 'em

Hey

If we got a problem make the young down him

Baow

******* with a gangster I bend you on a counter

Hey

Runnin' through these bands you can never trust these h*es

I ain't ******* with a fan knowin' that's a no

No

Stand up like a man when the world get cold

Man

Spray him with a tan why he thought I was a h*e

Why

Jet goin' Thailand when I got a show

Thailand

Learn how to finance when I got a load

Woo

Took her out a Scion put her in a Rolls

Rolls

**** is not science get a bankroll

Go

Porsche panoramic she know I do damage

Go

My watch white ceramic give gifts like I'm Santa

Santa

Northside Atlanta red like a Panda

North

Servin' that raw dirty Diana

Raw

Shawty too raw ****** her on camera

Hey

Four-hundred-thou' when I bought the Phantom

Woo

Open your door h*e and show me your manners

H*e

Where would I be if I didn't have Atlanta

Yeah

Smoke what you want then I blow out his candles

Yeah

If that's what he want **** it that's what he get

**** it

I bought a Lambo' and snatched up a kit

Skrrt

She pull her phone out it's makin' me glitch

Hey

Before I had hits I was hittin' a lick

Hits

Before I got rich I had gang in this *****

Gang

C*****e dreaming there was pain in them sips

Drank

Gave her my hoodie then called her a Lyft

Woo

She know I'm not lame

I got racks in the bank I got thirty-four chains

Thirty

All of this pain I'ma **** around and blink

Pain

I got no one to talk to no on to exchange

Nobody

None of my words callin' up Murk had to check in on Jerz

My son is wave I know how to surf

Ave

Life is a maze better learn how it work

Maze

We move in silence we boardin' the bird

Pittsburgh Steelers with the black and yellow diamonds

Go

Maybach coupe in the seats that I recline in

Hey

Fresh out of jail I ain't know what I was signing

Jail

I was havin' drip before I knew about designer

Woo

Lookin' for the right one then ****** around and found her

Found her

Haters in the circle had to get the **** around 'em

Hey

If we got a problem make the young down him

Baow

******* with a gangster I bend you on a counter

Hey

Runnin' through these bands you can never trust these h*es

I ain't ******* with a fan knowin' that's a no

No

Stand up like a man when the world get cold

Man

Spray him with a tan why he thought I was a h*e

Why

Jet goin' Thailand when I got a show

Thailand

Learn how to finance when I got a load

Woo

Took her out a Scion put her in a Rolls

Rolls

**** is not science get a bankroll

Go

Don't you don't you lie yeah

Don't you lie don't you lie

Don't you don't you lie yeah

Don't you don't you lie yeah