Artist: Lil' Wyte & Frayser Boy f/ Miscellaneous
Album:  B.A.R. (Bay Area Representatives)
Song:   Can't Even Lie
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

I-I can't even lie
I-I-I can't even lie

[Chorus: Lil Wyte & Frayser Boy]
Blew a whole zip of purp, I can't even lie
Kill a whole pint of syrup, I can't even lie
I get a whole lot of cash, I can't even lie
On molly, xanax and tabs, I can't even lie
I can't even lie, I can't even lie
I get a whole lot of cash, spend it getting high
I can't even lie, I can't even lie
I get a whole lot of cash, spend it getting high
Okay

[Verse 1: Frayser Boy]
Blew a whole zip with my young niggas
Smoking on the home grown, one hitter (you're out of here)
Only blowing on the truth, I can't even lie
Loud blunts back to back, like I ain't even high
I can get it for the low, guess that's the reason why
You be smoking on the wood, my shit be some fire
Pint of lean, 'bout to pour a whole four
'Bout to blow some more dope, till I can't take it no more
I'm with my cup, pop a tab, feeling like a G4
When I'm out I need more, only expensive weed smoke
I got mud in my cup, none but purp in my swisher
Pills in my system, they be like "Somebody get him"
Cause I...

[Chorus: Lil Wyte & Frayser Boy]

[Verse 2: Lil Wyte]
Yeahh
I'm on California purp and I've been pouring up that syrup
And I'm gonna sip and smoke till it's all gone, and I feel fucking turn't
I like to get trippy, some don't ask me if I give a fuck
Only ask this song I ripped it that was on three, still don't give a fuck
And I can't even lie, my mind has been Hypnotized and programmed to get high
Triple 6 Mafia started this shit, I was drawn to it and I don't know why
Molly is in my body, I'm feeling jolly and I can't even lie
Somebody please go get me an orange juice, that is not a part of this rhyme
I'm rolling out the frame now, plus purp is in my brain now
And the crown that I've been sipping, got liquor all in my thangs now
It's W-Y-T-E, I'm always gone on something mane
Yeah I can get drunk, yeah I can get high aslong as I stay on the money train
Bitch!

[Chorus: Lil Wyte & Frayser Boy]

[Verse 3: Miscellaneous]
Okay, I'm riding around on my boss shit
I live the life that you talk bitch
You wrong your head, we gonna off it
Then slide off nigga with your toss bitch
And I'mma sell that pussy like a auction
She got my benzies and portion
What you blowing on, that cautious
What I got my nigga get you coughing
What it is? What it ain't? Got a cup full of drank
Got a sack full of loud, so I'm blowing on dank
Got Frayser Boy with me so we pouring up a pint
Haters really getting mad when you do what you can
Miscellaneous motherfucker and I'm riding, I'mma get it
Don't lie pussy nigga, I'm the man of my city
Can't lie, I was mad at Lil Wyte for a minute
Then I thought he the reason my time I'm pimping
And bitch I be balling, you out here catching a faul
Rolling up loud and we passing around
We breaking the knob in this bitch
And we are turning up, and we ain't turning down
Getting the money is my definite hobby
Got white girls twerking just like Miley Cyrus
They popping the mollies, they licking them boddies
They giving me sloppy right off in the lobby
Nigga no lie

[Chorus: Lil Wyte & Frayser Boy]