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Truth Be Told (Explicit) - Toosii
Lyrics by：Naujour Grainger/Edgar Bustos/Joel Ruiz
Composed by：Naujour Grainger/Edgar Bustos/Joel Ruiz
Oh oh oh ayy yo Nashi you go crazy
Lord knows I want that Audemar but I ain't rich yet
Truth be told I hit your ho won't get your ***** back
I'll hit my new ***** with a rubber still'll get checked
Them diamonds bustin' out that Rolex got my wrist wet
New ***** all on my line told her
She'll be fine ain't give her d**k yet
Told 'em I'ma pop out I got options I ain't pick yet
Heard what they said I'ma get
'Em dead but they ain't blitz yet
We gon' slide first put 'em in that
Hearse we don't do get-backs yeah
Said I don't eat good but I ain't
Sick yet I need a big check
And when I pop out with my new
***** that's a big flex
Said I wouldn't be big but ****
I did that got a new crib did that
Got a new car did that two times
So I can't sit back
And I'll be d**ned a n***a blam me
And I ain't seen my kids' kids yet
She wanna lay up I told her I don't do kickbacks
They ask me do I party I said Hardly n***a
I'm ****ed up in the head so
I don't party with 'em
Don't be tryna let 'em know
I'm thug but I'm mean muggin' ****
Wish I knew Tydre before that party got my brother hit
Fast money wish my sister
Wasn't in love in with that
When I found out Nae wasn't my cousin
Made her love the dick
Lord knows I want that Audemar but
I ain't rich yet
Truth be told I hit your ho won't get your ***** back
I'll hit my new ***** with a rubber still'll get checked
Them diamonds bustin' out that Rolex got my wrist wet
New ***** all on my line told her
She'll be fine ain't give her dick yet
Told 'em I'ma pop out I got options
I ain't pick yet
Heard what they said I'ma get 'em dead
But they ain't blitz yet
We gon' slide first put 'em in that hearse
We don't do get-backs yeah
I feel like karma gon' come get me 'cause I'm haunted
****ed a stripper ***** from Onyx
And I feel like I love that ho
Gang hit a lick for six thought he was ballin'
Like he scored he got to tauntin'
Now he dead and I love my bro yeah
Gotta keep that nina by my waistline yeah
Want that Piguet so I don't waste time
If I hit his head we gon' call it FaceTime
Me and my ***** gotta think alike
Like we got great minds
**** I heard it through the grapevine
He got eight but he might take five
I don't wear no cape but I'ma save y'all
Got family so I'ma make mine
Even if it's dark clouds in the daytime oh oh oh
You always find a way to make my day shine
Lord knows I want that Audemar but
I ain't rich yet
Truth be told I hit your ho
Won't get your ***** back
I'll hit my new ***** with a rubber
Still'll get checked
Them diamonds bustin' out that
Rolex got my wrist wet
New ***** all on my line told her
She'll be fine ain't give her dick yet
Told lil' mama pop out I got options
I ain't pick yet
Heard what they said I'ma get 'em dead
But they ain't blitz yet
We gon' slide first put 'em in that hearse
We don't do get-backs yeah
