J Hus - Liar Liar (Remix) lyrics

[Bridge] Claimin' that you're a Gyalist Claimin' that you're a gangster Claimin' you gon' rob me Claimin' that you're a Trapstar Claimin' that you gon' shoot my team And that you gon' stab man Stop it... you ain't a bad man [Hook] Blud you're a li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) [Verse 1: Krept] Keep up with the lies, fam it's hard for them You're not lying, say Wallahi then Them man lying, say their team went and bought sticks About arsenals, your team never bought sh** It's not by force, be a goon Cause there's no turning back when it booms You got caught dabbing in a rave Now the doctors are dabbing on your wounds Everybody is a G till the war spreads And the arms on your face, call it Ahmed Mi no wan stress, I'd rather a bad B Feel my D in her abs, call me Abdi When the brain's sh**, what the f**'s this? So much uck, you would think I'm from Uxbridge Self made, I eat Thai in tuxes Stop lying, you ain't hustlers [Verse 2: Konan] Don't let these wimps near me Liar, liar, Jim Carrey When it's on, they just run and hide Bout .45s, swear on your mother's life Skrr, skrr when I'm in a coupe My young G, bring the beef to your door like Deliveroo So don't get smart If they find out that Mark's got the belly, they'll stretch Mark If there's a problem, let me know I need a bad ting like Demi Rose I saw your chick in Nandos Now she try'na Periscope She wanna come back, late night ting Better put your phone on silent She said she never did this before Stop lying, stop lying [Bridge] Claimin' that you're a Gyalist Claimin' that you're a gangster Claimin' you gon' rob me Claimin' that you're a Trapstar Claimin' that you gon' shoot my team And that you gon' stab man Stop it... you ain't a bad man [Hook] Blud you're a li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar) [Verse 3: J Hus] (Awhh my) All night camper Sweetcorn for a pretender Might hit a bystander, last man standing You no understand him, last car got abandoned Pull up in something that's not regular Three man in the back, there's no leg room nah This man wanna gossip and spread rumour I don't talk about beef when I'm next to ya You pop guns, sell bricks and you're no good Put work in the streets and you're so hood Yeah right, all of that sounds good But why you not allowed back in your own hood? Somebody's lying Catch you red handed and you're still lying Lying, lying Can't mix sheep with lions [Verse 4: MoStack & J Hus] b**hes, all I hear is they keep b**hing Sideman, pick a side, man, stop switching What is this? These n***as got me on the hit list I'm laughing, the only time they'll have me in stitches I got a phone call, my pagan got touched I weren't at the crime scene, I was in the hot tubs Having a hot rub, you drop bangers, man it's hot stuff Now that's a lie, cause you're not us That was cheeky, she s**ed my dick While she tickled my balls, ooh la la, that was freaky I didn't say I didn't like it though You're looking like your bro, go buy a Lyca bro Just trap hard, lick them shots like you're Lampard Trap yard, turn it mad, I'm the landlord Fiver, sell fives, you're just a minor Liar, fake brudda in the designer Them man lie through their teeth Take man's grub, I can't lie, I'm a teef Them man don't hit the trap and get cheese You're a rat, you don't flip and stack, you're just chief You're lying, it's written all over You ain't the gyaldem sugar, you're the gyaldem chauffeur You're the gyaldem's joker Sitting on your face, you're the gyaldem's sofa