YoungGoldie - Liar Liar Pants On Fire lyrics

(HOOK) b**h stop lying b**h stop lying boy you aint no hitter can you please stop lying b**h stop lying b**h stop lying bo you aint no hitter can you please stop lying Liar Liar Pants On Fire Liar Liar Pants on Fire I Said liar liar pants on fire Liar Liar Pants On Fire (END OF hook) Verse 1 How you Think im feeling with this 40 on my hip, I heard you wanna rob me I will empty out this clip Big tete do your dirty He will clear out your whole click And all these flies round me b**h i Feel like im the sh**! Uh , uhn .. stop lying on your dick, You mad cuz she aint f** you Stop lying on da chick Prank a** p**y boi Stop Lying on your click Amg we ballin yall frauding like a bxtch Inna strip club with the tricks Say You threw ten bandz , StOp lying like you rich You aint really got it Now you crying like a bxtch You can barely pay ya bill And ya girl track Stiff (Hook) b**h stop lying b**h stop lying boy you aint no hitter can you please stop lying b**h stop lying b**h stop lying bo you aint no hitter can you please stop lying Liar Liar Pants On Fire Liar Liar Pants on Fire I Said liar liar pants on fire Liar Liar Pants On Fire (END OF hook) Verse 2 See you lying on that instagram Chillin with bum b**hes Trynna act like you da man Acting like a trapper You work in the Cookie van You should give it up Im pointing at you uncle Same Dayumm .. Hope they free my Fam You snitchin a** n***az They be ratting on the stand You dont Really go hardYou watch too much on Demand catch me in the hood i be posted with my manz What? ... Bxtch im Cooler than a fan And everywhere I go them b**hes love me Im da man they Wanna take a picture? I show love to all my fans The realest in the building You be faking for the cam (HOOK) b**h stop lying b**h stop lying boy you aint no hitter can you please stop lying b**h stop lying b**h stop lying bo you aint no hitter can you please stop lying Liar Liar Pants On Fire Liar Liar Pants on Fire I Said liar liar pants on fire Liar Liar Pants On Fire (END OF hook) Verse 3 Dope boys dope boys say you getting g's And All the Coke boys coke boys Swear they moving keys Where dem nasty b**hes Dat be dropping on their kneese Trynna s** a n***a dick Just to get that chedda Cheese fraud a** rappersKeep on acting like ganster Like 50 cent said You a mutherfcken Wanster! Got everybody ochea Acting lik they is a boss Im trynna own 30 Wing Stops Like Rick Ross Shout out to P Diddy he like 700 milly Fly as hell he prolly go to SaturnWhen its Chilly Im just trynna get get to the money crazy so i can hit the clearport like my n***a Jay z