[Intro: FBG Duck]
N***as be talkin' 'bout, they did this
And they did that (Man, shut the fuck up, man)
N***as say they got this, n***as say they got that
(These n***as ain't fuckin' no bitches either, man)
But why you lyin'? (Money Beat's un dono)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Let's get it
Gang, turn up

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Why you lyin'? You know that shit you got ain't yours (Huh?)
Whole time, you need to give that shit back to your homeboy (Please do, please do)
Why you lyin'? You know you not crackin' moves (Oh no)
Bein' fake for some clout, I hope you know that shit not cool (Goddamn, goddamn)
Why you lyin'? You might as well tell the truth (Might as well)
Been real from the go, I don't know nothin' about you (No)
Why you lyin'? Look at the future, fuck the past (FBG shit)
'Cause where I'm from, fake-ass motherfuckers don't last (FBG, bitch)

[Verse 1: FBG Duck]
Why you lyin'? You know I can't fuck with I (No)
Been real since a shorty, you can see it in my eyes
That I ain't lyin' (Turn up), okay, yeah, lil' bitch, you fine
You know you wasn't gon' be mine, so why the fuck you waste my time?
Bitch, why you lyin'? Why the fuck are you frontin' your move? (Damn)
You not in the kitchen, only bricks you ever seen was outside of the school
So why you lyin'? I shine like the daytime (Let's get it)
If a n***a ever try to take mine, knock him out of bounds like the baseline (Bah, turn up)
Ah, shout out to my neck, it'll leave you blind (Damn)
Put my gun to your head, now it's on your mind (Goddamn)
This some shit I hear all the time (Lil' bitch)
She talmbout she don't suck dick, but decided to suck mine, lil' bitch (Turn up)
[Chorus: FBG Duck & Billionaire Black]
Why you lyin'? You know that shit you got ain't yours (Huh?)
Whole time, you need to give that shit back to your homeboy (Please do, please do)
Why you lyin'? You know you not crackin' moves (Oh no)
Bein' fake for some clout, I hope you know that shit not cool (Goddamn, goddamn)
Why you lyin'? You might as well tell the truth (Might as well)
Been real from the go, I don't know nothin' about you (No)
Why you lyin'? Look at the future, fuck the past (Woah, woah)
'Cause where I'm from, fake-ass motherfuckers don't last (Clout God)

[Verse 2: Billionaire Black]
Why you lyin'? Flexin' like you with the shits
Claimin' bodies that ain't yours knowin' you ain't doin' hits (N***a, you ain't doin' shit)
Don't waste my time 'cause we know that ain't your whip (That ain't your whip)
You in love with Instagram hoes who likin' all my pics
I'm on my grind, I spend a sack, get it back (Band up)
No talkin', no chitter-chat, catch a opp lackin', I hit him up, give him that (Brrat, brrat, brrat, brrat, brrat)
I'm in my prime, my clout on a different level (Clout up)
I do a hit out Camaros, I squeeze the metal, then hit the pedal (Yoom)
Now n***as dyin'
Oh my God, my gun shoot a movie (Woah)
I had thirty shots in the toolie, that guy a moolie, wet him like jacuzzi (Let's get it)
One of a kind 'cause they don't make 'em like me no more (No, no)
Get rap checks, they ain't in the streets no more
Put pressure on them, they don't want beef no more
[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Why you lyin'? You know that shit you got ain't yours (Huh?)
Whole time, you need to give that shit back to your homeboy (Please do, please do)
Why you lyin'? You know you not crackin' moves (Oh no)
Bein' fake for some clout, I hope you know that shit not cool (Goddamn, goddamn)
Why you lyin'? You might as well tell the truth (Might as well)
Been real from the go, I don't know nothin' about you (No)
Why you lyin'? Look at the future, fuck the past
'Cause where I'm from, fake-ass motherfuckers don't last

[Outro: FBG Duck]
Why you lyin'?