Enjoy the lyrics to London On Da Track produced record by French Montana & Kodak Black.
French Montana and Kodak Black have reunited on wax for another hard-hitting collaboration called “I Can’t Lie” — check it out below.
I Can’t Lie Lyrics by French Montana, Kodak Black
[Intro: Kodak Black & 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
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
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 bitches, I need a new DM
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
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Through my mama on the golf course, caught a fish in the crib
Free the nigga to thе ceilin’, I’m in too deep, like David
With my codeinе, I pop a seal, like on the real, I’m in the field
On the real, I’m tryna kill, 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 nigga 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 shit real
I can’t [?] Israel, yeah, I’m on that Jewish shit
Got on all this Louis, now is not the time to shoot a bitch
I can’t even sneeze in public, they might try to sue a bitch
I’m slidin’ in that orange-colored, but I ain’t on no fruity shit
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
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 bitches, I need a new DM
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
[Verse 2: French Montana]
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 bitch “You the one”, got these hoes on my auction
Rather be talked about than me doin’ all the talkin’
Same nigga shot me up, they never found the body
I can’t lie, I’m so fly, that’s why they call me Holly
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
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 bitches, I need a new DM
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
[Outro: Kodak Black]
I’m in London, got my beat from London
