Carlos Coleman - No Lie (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] n***as know what I do, when I When I jump on this sh** man Los... it's the king [Verse 1] Yo Last year I ain't even have a deal (go) Last month I made half a mil (flat) Last week I made ya girl grab her heels (work) f** a b**h and pop half a pill (go) Do you ho I'm doin' mine (go) Stare so hard she goin' blind She keep her tongue out, and her legs spread I bet he zodiac, is a Jordan sign (work) Hold up, slow Down (slow down) n***as actin like they really want me go ballistic I'mma load up, whole round (whole round) Turn a n***a into jelly when I hit him in the biscuit Like roll up (roll up) Get it? roll up? biscuit? jelly? roll up? f** 'em Roll up, something, potent, OG, Los a, motha, f**in, OG, hoes be All on my dick (my dick) All in my section (my section) Only love I have for them (got for them) Is called an erection Oh yes we leave a b**h n***a where they see fish swim Chrome on his lip like a deep dish rim Treat a n***a like a maserati Hop out in cavalli Tell her pop another molly Make her hop in my Denali Prolly coppin it Nevada Then we chop it out in Cali Get it poppin in the Ramada with models from the valley We in here So deep (deep) Yall n***as look like a** for real p**y n***as get cleaned up Like we load them mags with ma**engill (uh) Load that mack lay back and chill Roll that sack and pa** the k** like... [Bridge] I'm uncomfort' 'round you n***as Cause I'm f**in' all of yo b**hes When she see me ballin them sixes So fly, so fly, so fly So fly, so fly, so fly [Hook] You ain't slung no birds You ain't neva slung no birds You ain't neva slung no birds You ain't hug no curb You ain't neva hug no curb You ain't neva hug no curb You ain't shave no 8th You ain't neva shave no 8th You ain't neva shave no 8th I break sh** down Say I got a bath salt flow Run n***a save yo face (whatup) [Verse 2] You with your crew And they talkin sh** And you talkin' sh** But you stayin' behind And I become a king And that became a problem You lame and violent You came in silent Your dame got brain like 'sane asylums Craziest sh** So maybe that sh** Is almost as good as that trade for Bynum You trade, I'm buyin em' They afraid I'm climbin' Like 2 rollies at one time Two hoes with me dumb fine Ou dont tempt me my girlfriend had 2 door bentleys unsigned Frontline Frontline All my soldiers dumb biased... And all ya'll hoes just come by us... Your girl and her girlfriend says you can come buy us... So your girl still behind the catcher like umpires Hold up Roll up (you a nasty n***a) b**h so what? Getcha dough up Broke a** n***as make me throw up Black lamborghini doors go up f** around and come around and run a town and spun around the block twice just to scoop your mothaf**in' ho up Know what? No bucks No cuts No cheese Coca No fella no bread and no lettuce? No luck No look, magic No look, tragic No look, yola Yo look So shook No hook This time n***as is so shook Cuz you need a notebook I do this with no book.... [Los Talking] Wow... that sh** is crazy