"Lyin'" is about one of my previous relationship where I found myself into a very deceptive woman.
[Intro]
Ay, what?
She's lyin' and I'm lyin'
I don't trust bitch, she trust me
Last night, she said "fuck me"
"Without condom-"
I said fuck off, is you stupid
I don't trust you, where you sleep?
When you not, here with me?
[Verse 1]
When you ain't here, who you fuckin'?
She's lyin' and I'm lyin'
I don't trust bitch, she trust me
Last night, she said "fuck me"
"Without condom, do you trust me?"
I said fuck off, is you stupid?
I don't trust you, where you sleep?
When you not, here with me?
[Hook]
If he bitching, catch a flight
Or my favourite catch a fight
You might end up in a hearse
Like my boy, can't say name
So I won't end up like Tay-K
Cos they listenin' while they hate
And my boys think that I'm rude
Cos that ass boy I'ma whoop
[Verse 2]
Three of my women, they just wanna have my baby
I swear, she want unprotected sex, so she can trap me
When I'm 'bout to cum, well she wraps her legs at me
She want me inside her
So I'll cum inside her
Somethin' you don't know about me
I planned it all like I'm God bitch, already know where I'll get my baby?
She said that I'm egocentrico
I feel like Marshall Mather on The River video
[Interlude]
My guy, with that bitch, we actually not like we know-know each other that way, we never link up before.
You know? It just, something is weird you feel me? like, I know her from the Internet.
Basically from WhatsApp audios and all that shit, you feel me?
But I'm not friends with that bitch.
[Hook]
If he bitching, catch a flight
Or my favourite catch a fight
You might end up in a hearse
Like my boy, can't say name
So I won't end up like Tay-K
Cos they listenin' while they hate
And my boys think that I'm rude
Cos that ass boy I'ma whoop
If he bitching, catch a flight
Or my favourite catch a fight
You might end up in a hearse
Like my boy, can't say name
So I won't end up like Tay-K
Cos they listenin' while they hate
And my boys think that I'm rude
Cos that ass boy I'ma whoop
[Outro]
If he bitching, catch a flight
Or my favourite catch a fight (Yeah-yeah yeah-eh)
You might end up in a hearse
Like my boy, (Yah) can't say name (Yeah-yeah yeah-eh)
So I won't end up like Tay-K
Cos they listenin' while they hate (Yeah-eh)
And I'm rude
Cos that ass boy I'ma whoop