Reliable – Song and Lyrics by 2 Chainz

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Reliable’ by 2 Chainz. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 Chainz or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

I can’t lie (Mondo on the beat, what’s poppin’?), yeah, yeah
Mondo, okay, shit
We do this shit right quick, real quick, it don’t take all day to do nothin’

I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine
I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine

All of my niggas reliable, my bitches undeniable
These niggas lyin’, I’m tired of it, ’bout to expose they diary
Most of my niggas is violent, these the niggas I’ll slide for
Big dawg when I size up, you ain’t got nobody to size up
Hop out with cake and surprise cuz, don’t f*ck with nobody besides us
Can’t even fuckin’ decide, I’ll probably start a riot
My money runnin’, I pace it, flow cold like glaciers
Smoke slow like Jason, I walked in here smellin’ like Maison
AP as big as a jacob

I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine
I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine (Quavo)

All of my niggas reliable (yeah)
Sit at the trap, you can drive through (trap)
Tell a lil’ main bitch to slide through (skrrt)
I told her put the hand on the bible
Gotta keep it real with me
Come to the shows, I fill the seats (real)
Gotta keep it real with me
Come to the shows, I fill the seats (hey)
Eat it up, feed the beast
Tip-toeing, designer the feet (tip-toe)
Iced my Jesus piece (ice)
Gotta stay blessed, nigga, life ain’t cheap (blessed)
Money on the string like a yo-yo (string)
From the backdoor to the bando (bando)
My niggas real life commando (‘mando)
One call, they reliable, pronto (brrt)

I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine
I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine

All of my niggas reliable (yeah), I used to serve a survivor (yeah)
All of my bitches my side hoes (true), I sneak ’em in through the side door (true)
I am allergic to five-o (true), married the game, no bridal (no)
I draw down on my rival, see you in my lane, so drive slow
I play the bitch like a vinyl, I scrape the Bent’ like a vinyl (skrrt)
I’m on a wave, lil’ tidal (yeah), all of my partners reliable (right)
I stack the shoes on the counter, now I cannot see the balance (cannot)
When they open the register, I flood it with cash, it look like a salad

I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine
I can’t lie, yeah, I’m high, my bitch fly and so am I
I’m richer than all my opps, your life ain’t more reliable than mine