Tell Em (lies) Lyrics - Singles - Rich Gang

I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip 

I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt 

Baby girl spoiled and she spoileder than milk 

And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip 

She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well 

Baby I just want them thighs right under that belt 

She just want me to keep them lies all to myself 

Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves 

She gon' look over these bitches like terms and conditions 

I'ma move her out the trenches and buy her a Bentley 

I'ma fuck her then hold on to her like she was missin' 

I'ma pull on that wavy hair 'cause it's Indian Remy 

I grab the key, she wanna ride with me 

She tied the knot so she can die with me 

She say she can do the same thing as 5 bitches 

So I went and fired them 5 bitches 

She the B-E-S-T, best 

She ride me, 200 on that pussy like a T-Rex 

I won't stop lovin' her, no way, no way, I'ma invest, in her 

(What you tell em Thugger?) 

I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip 

I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt 

Baby girl spoiled and she spoileder than milk 

And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip 

She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well 

Baby I just want them thighs right under that belt 

She just want me to keep them lies all to myself 

Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves 

I had to hit her from the back then dip up out it 

I don't know what it is but it's somethin' about her 

When she around she do somethin' to me, I can't doubt it 

I don't know what it is, but it's some' 'bout her 

Shawty got me fucked up, blowin' O's, no Audi 

Her ex nigga, he fucked up and I don't give no fuck about him 

But I'll do whatever when it come down to shawty 

The feds askin' questions, I don't know shit about it 

Somethin' 'bout lil shawty that I can't put my finger on 

It's somethin' 'bout lil shawty, she rather text, she don't be on phones 

It's somethin' 'bout lil shawty, say it, that got Rich Homie gone 

Shawty the best in my eyes and I know 

She don't do fashion and she don't even go outdoors 

Before she was ready you already knew I know 

Shawty made me sick, I'm feelin' like I got a cold 

Can't forget about my bro, what you tell 'em Thugger? 

I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip 

I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt 

Baby girl spoiled and she spoileder than milk 

And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip 

She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well 

Baby I just want them thighs right under that belt 

She just want me to keep them lies all to myself 

Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves 

It's somethin' about her, Thug, it's somethin' 'bout her 

What it be? She got my life, I wanna wanna rob her, don't take it 

Not Young Scooter but all she know is count up 

She countin' 

I'm on her front end like a fuckin' blouse 

I'm on her head like a fuckin' bounty 

No hunter 

But I'ma eat her like I'm hungry at Benihanas 

I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip 

I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt 

Baby girl spoiled and she spoileder than milk 

And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip 

She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well 

Baby I just want them thighs right under that belt 

She just want me to keep them lies all to myself 

Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves