Sexy Liar Songtext
Ooh my bad I—
Ooh my bad I flexed on you, nigga, I wasn't even tryin' to I—
(M.O.B. Waddup)
Ooh my bad I flexed on you, nigga, I wasn't even trying to
I'm at this type of key, you climb over here, you gon' need some hiking boots
Oops, my bad, I spiked my juice, I told myself don't buy no juice
Put my crew against your crew, we throwin' shells like Tacos, foo
She send me all kind of nudes, baby I ain't got no time for you
I'm a thot breaker, baby, I'm in the love no thottie crew
Ooh my bad I flexed on you, nigga, I wasn't even tryin' to I—
(M.O.B. Waddup)
Ooh my bad I flexed on you, nigga, I wasn't even trying to
I'm at this type of key, you climb over here, you gon' need some hiking boots
Oops, my bad, I spiked my juice, I told myself don't buy no juice
Put my crew against your crew, we throwin' shells like Tacos, foo
She send me all kind of nudes, baby I ain't got no time for you
I'm a thot breaker, baby, I'm in the love no thottie crew
Hollow make your body move, give his ass embalmin' fluid
Cuz said it's gun war, you bet' not bring no knife into it
He a mad fan, I understand, but we is not into it
Ask my Philly niggas about Veeze, he a slimy bull
When I met Lil Baby, I already had four pockets full
She dreamin' bout our weddin', and all I said was "Hey, how you doin'?"
My hand glowin', my hand glowin' like Micheal
My cup red, like seven days of her cycle
I don't give a fuck 'bout no freak bitch, the whole gang recycled
You so much of a lil' boy, that she charge you as a minor
He showed love when he seen me, but he sneak dissin' in private
I know you mad I called you broke, on me, I wasn't even lyin'
I'm back talkin' my shit, nigga thought weakness was my kindness
He the type of nigga out here sayin' we beefin' but he harmless
You ain't heard 'bout Veeze? Man, you trippin, he the hardest
G.O.A.T, put my picture with Muhammed
Stake out where he live, put his pic in a medallion
I need a machine, it's to thick for me to count it
If I ruled the world, free the niggas pushin' powder
I know that you sell this pussy, might say it louder I know that you sell this pussy, might say it louder
I really just like the way it sound when you lyin'
I really just like the way it sound, sexy lyin' ass bitch
Yo bro, I ain't gon' lie, I'm drunk as shit right now, I'm turnt
I got muhfuckin', uhm, Sour Patch Kids, only peach flavor though, the watermelon shit out of style
Let me tell you something, I'm makin' a 7/11 pizza in the oven right now, right
I got on all Uzi Made shit, straight from Japan
I got on muhfuckin' West Indi' Air Forces right now
My socks match the sole on my sneaks
My bracelets match my watch, my watch match my hat, my hat match my braids
My grills, Pff, forget about it
Basically what I'm sayin' right now is, the motion that I'm havin', you can't even put this shit in 4k, bro
I'm just tellin' you right now
I ain't worried 'bout no nigga, I ain't worried 'bout no bitch
You could mix 'em together and make a cat-dog, you hear what I'm sayin'?
Cuz said it's gun war, you bet' not bring no knife into it
He a mad fan, I understand, but we is not into it
Ask my Philly niggas about Veeze, he a slimy bull
When I met Lil Baby, I already had four pockets full
She dreamin' bout our weddin', and all I said was "Hey, how you doin'?"
My hand glowin', my hand glowin' like Micheal
My cup red, like seven days of her cycle
I don't give a fuck 'bout no freak bitch, the whole gang recycled
You so much of a lil' boy, that she charge you as a minor
He showed love when he seen me, but he sneak dissin' in private
I know you mad I called you broke, on me, I wasn't even lyin'
I'm back talkin' my shit, nigga thought weakness was my kindness
He the type of nigga out here sayin' we beefin' but he harmless
You ain't heard 'bout Veeze? Man, you trippin, he the hardest
G.O.A.T, put my picture with Muhammed
Stake out where he live, put his pic in a medallion
I need a machine, it's to thick for me to count it
If I ruled the world, free the niggas pushin' powder
I know that you sell this pussy, might say it louder I know that you sell this pussy, might say it louder
I really just like the way it sound when you lyin'
I really just like the way it sound, sexy lyin' ass bitch
Yo bro, I ain't gon' lie, I'm drunk as shit right now, I'm turnt
I got muhfuckin', uhm, Sour Patch Kids, only peach flavor though, the watermelon shit out of style
Let me tell you something, I'm makin' a 7/11 pizza in the oven right now, right
I got on all Uzi Made shit, straight from Japan
I got on muhfuckin' West Indi' Air Forces right now
My socks match the sole on my sneaks
My bracelets match my watch, my watch match my hat, my hat match my braids
My grills, Pff, forget about it
Basically what I'm sayin' right now is, the motion that I'm havin', you can't even put this shit in 4k, bro
I'm just tellin' you right now
I ain't worried 'bout no nigga, I ain't worried 'bout no bitch
You could mix 'em together and make a cat-dog, you hear what I'm sayin'?
