[Intro: YN Jay]
Ayy, why you lying?
(Lying, they lying, they lying)
What the fuck you lying for?
(Lying)

[Chorus: YN Jay]
(Like, why you be just lying for no reason?)
They lying, they lying, they lying (I don’t understand that shit)
They lying, they lying, they lying, they lying, they, they lying (What you lying for?)
I got the heart of a lion, a lion, a lion, a lion, a lion, ayy
[?] Lions and lions and lions, ayy, ayy
And lions

[Verse 1: YN Jay]
N***as lying in they raps, n***a (Lying)
Tired of n***as lieing, talking 'bout they trap, n***a (Lying)
We trap different, it ain't no trap difference
You wanna know who saved the hood? I think crack did it
Talk the same, live the same, but just act different
And you can't see me when I ride with those black tints (5%)
I'm behind tint
And I got my buffs on, likе I'm behind tint
You ask me ”do she got somе ass?”, that bitch beyond thick
I'm finna stack for 30 days, I'm on some grind shit
Coochie Man talking [?] on some time shit
I'ma be rich by 12:00, I'm on some time shit
I bought a Roley, bust it down, I'm on some time shit
Can't see my haters, got my stick, I'm on some blind shit
N***as selling boo boo weed, he got pound mix
He got clipped by his own mans, they on some wild shit
[Chorus: YN Jay]
Lying, they lying (they lying)
They lying, they lying, they lying
(I just keep it real)
They lying, they lying, they lying, they lying, they lying, they lying
They lying, lying, they lying, they lying, lying, they lying
(Capping and shit)

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
N***as cap too much, when I was young, I used to scrap too much
Ten ’bows, hit the crib, I'm finna trap too much
You ain't slide for your dawg, but you acting cut
Don't nobody listen to that shit, you need to wrap it up
Before I stick my dick in this bitch, I'ma wrap it up
I heard dawg got his ass wacked, I'm finna clap it up
Summertime, we in them hellcats, [?] acting up
I seen a rap n***a I ain't like, so I smacked him up
Sell every gram in this bag, I don't take a nap or nothing
Bitches see me getting to this shit, now they want my number
Capping ass rapping ass n***a, you is not 100
I’ll shoot a n***a in his face before I shoot his stomach
I love a bitch that keep sucking, even when I'm cumming
They gave me $10,000 for a show, but I'm not coming
If you got a gun in your hand, why the fuck you running?
You show that shit, but you can't spend that shit, you got funny money
Fucked around and nutted in this bitch, she my nutty buddy
I paid a lotta money for these shoes, damn, these shoes ugly
That money that you flashing ain't shit, that just shoe money
You the type of n***a see your opp, but ain't do nothing
[Chorus: YN Jay]
They lying
They lying, they lying, they lying
I wanna catch up, keep trying, keep trying, keep trying, keep trying, keep trying, ayy
Them n***as dead, end up dying and dying, they dying, they dying, they dying, ayy
I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, I’m grinding, okay
Grinding, I’m grinding

[Outro: YN Jay]
Be lying and shit
He lying ‘bout… lying [?] fuck, lying me
Woulda got most… just lying, man
I can’t believe these n***as, man