SEXY liar

Ooh, my bad—

Ooh, my bad I flexed on you, ****, I wasn't even tryin' to

I'm—

(M.O.B. Waddup)

Ooh, my bad I flexed on you, ****, I wasn't even trying to

I'm at the top, but, kid, you climb up 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 taco food

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 better not bring no knife into it

He a mad fan, I understand, but we is not into it

Ask my Philly **** about Veeze, he a slimy bull

When I met Lil Baby, I already had four pockets full

She dreamin' 'bout our weddin', all I said is, "Hey," and, "How you doing?"

My hand glowin', my hand glowin' like Micheal

My cup red like seventh day of her cycle

I don't give a fuck 'bout no freak bitch, the ho gettin' recycled

You so much of a lil' boy, they should 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, **** thought weakness was my kindness

What type of **** out here sayin' he beefin' but he harmless?

You ain't heard 'bout Veeze? Man, you trippin, he the hardest

G.O.A.T, put my picture with Muhammad

Stake out where he live, put his pic in a medallion

I need a machine, it's too thick for me to count it

If I ruled the world, free the **** pushin' powder

I know that you say this pussy mine, say it louder

I know that you say this pussy mine, 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 motherfuckin', um, Sour Patch Kids, only peach flavor though, the watermelon shit out of style

Let me tell you somethin', I'm makin' a 7-Eleven pizza in the oven right now, right?

I got on all Uzi Made shit, straight from Japan

I got on motherfuckin' West Indie Air Forces right now

My socks match the sole of my sneaks

My bracelets match my watch

My watch match my hat

My hat match my braids

My grills, 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 ****, I ain't worried 'bout no bitch

You could mix 'em together and make a cat-dog, you hear what I'm sayin'?