Westside Boogie – Can’t Even Lie (Audio, Lyrics)

Westside Boogie - Can't Even Lie (prod. Dart & Keyel)

Off the More Black Superheroes project is the new “Can’t Even Lie” track by Westside Boogie. The piece of music was co-produced by Dart & Keyel. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Westside Boogie Can't Even Lie
Westside Boogie Can’t Even Lie

Westside Boogie dropped off his brand new project More Black Superheroes on Friday, and as many have come to realize, the production is laid back and smooth which allows the west coast artist to truly shine. The vibes here are perfect for the summer and each song has something unique about it. Perhaps one of the more talked-about songs so far has been “Can’t Even Lie” which features none other than the legendary Soulja Boy.

With this track, we get some dark chords and crisp drums that allow Westside Boogie to get into a comfortable pocket. It’s a sound that he excels in and adding Soulja Boy to the mix turned out to be just what the doctor ordered. Soulja Boy is able to match Boogie’s energy and it is certainly one of his best feature verses in quite some time.

Westside Boogie – Can’t Even Lie (prod. Dart & Keyel)

Lyrics

[Intro: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Uh, hush, I can’t even lie (Huh, wait, fuck, shit, uh)
I can’t even lie (Got my nigga Soulja Boy in this bitch)
(Can’t even lie, what the fuck?)
I can’t even–, ahh, mm, shit

[Chorus: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Watch ’em go switch up in front of the bitches
And then get to lie on his homies that died
Swear that shit scandalous, I can’t even lie
Think you a bitch and I can’t even lie
Thought that I liked her, she ain’t let me hit
So until that shit happen, I still can’t decide
Might have a problem, I can’t even lie
Think that I’m toxic, I can’t even lie
If you ain’t got a play, you ain’t got shit to say
And I honestly can’t even give you my line
Boy, you a bitch, and I can’t even lie
Think you a pussy, I can’t even lie, can’t even– (Mm, fuck)
I can’t even lie (Mm, what? Shit, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can’t even lie

[Verse 1: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
I done got digits inside of the Civic
I done got commas inside of the Honda
Honestly wasn’t too close to my father
You know I won’t lie if I say, “On my momma”
Like, what, is you stupid, lil’ bitch?
She keep on tweetin’ these quotes about marriage and hope
So you know that I muted the bitch
Fuck, is you new to this shit?
You gon’ fall for the lie when she say she sleepin’
You know she ain’t sleep, she done slid on a boy I’m with [?] (I won’t [?])
I should be chargin’ these bitches a fee
No more me givin’ them dick for the free
Shoutout to Weeder, you know that’s my G
I’ma say it ’til all of my niggas is free (All of my niggas is free)
What? Shit, what the fuck?
Put it on God, put it on me

[Chorus: WESTSIDE BOOGIE & Soulja Boy]
Watch ’em go switch up in front of the bitches
And then get to lie on his homies that died
Swear that shit scandalous, I can’t even lie
Think you a bitch and I can’t even lie
Thought that I liked her, she ain’t let me hit
So until that shit happen, I still can’t decide
Might have a problem, I can’t even lie
Think that I’m toxic, I can’t even lie
If you ain’t got a play, you ain’t got shit to say
And I honestly can’t even give you my line
Boy, you a bitch, and I can’t even lie
Think you a pussy, I can’t even lie, can’t even– (Mm, fuck)
I can’t even lie (Mm, what? Shit, brr, Draco)
Can’t even lie

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
You niggas be bitches, I can’t even lie
Pop out the Coupe with the chopper, I’m gippin’ that fire
In that double R Cullinan, I’ll slash ’em, I’m trippin’ em, I’m bussin’ it
Big bad world, all my niggas is thuggin’ it
Shootin’ that Glock out in public (Yeah)
Big Draco, don’t call me by my government (Draco)
Man, pop out that Coupe with the chopper, I’m ready to hit a lick
Young nigga fifteen and he still shootin’ shit
WESTSIDE’s on one on the block
One in the head, no one grippin’ that Glock
They gon’ swerve when it’s early and watch in my rear view
These niggas be snitchin’, they crooked as cops
[One for?] the dot, post on the block
Panamera twin turbo while I skrrt out the lot
Call up my jeweller, it’s clearer it’s longer than ruler gang
Got rich on computer, bitch, Draco want top
Back in that day when we were ridin’ on spinners
Ain’t takin’ more L’s, my niggas, we winnin’ (Gang)
Pop out the Coupe with a chopper, leave a nigga missin’
Hellcat, watch it hissin’

[Chorus: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Watch ’em go switch up in front of the bitches
And then get to lie on his homies that died
Swear that shit scandalous, I can’t even lie
Think you a bitch and I can’t even lie
Thought that I liked her, she ain’t let me hit
So until that shit happen, I still can’t decide
If I have a problem, I can’t even lie
Think that I’m toxic, I can’t even lie
If you ain’t got a play, you ain’t got shit to say
And I honestly can’t even give you my line
Boy, you a bitch, and I can’t even lie
Think you a pussy, I can’t even lie, can’t even– (Mm, fuck)
I can’t even lie (Mm, what? Shit, mm, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can’t even lie

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