liar

Haha, haha
Fah, fah, okay

Okay, I'm back, pussy bitch, you got put in a pack
I can't fuck with bitches, you bitches be wack
Came with a scope and the drum was attached
Mofucka's be broke, how you don't got no cash
All of my bitches you know that they bad
I'm making my bands had to move to France cause I know all of these bitches be sad

Okay
Okay, okay, okay
Fah, fah, fah
Okay, okay, okay

Okay I'm about to get spiraled
Zoot in my flames, how I spit all this fire
My choppa gon' spray if I carry Mariah
I'm feeling like Vader, I got an empire
You said that you loved me, lil hoe, you a liar
I'm shooting these daggers like Michael no Myers
This all off the top I don't got no writers
Buzz to the moon I ain't talking 'bout Lightyear

Hold up, what?
Jump in that nod
I am a general I'm feeling like Zod
You bitches be cappin' you all some frauds
I'm throwing the bullets, I feel like A-Rod
All of you bitches I know you be soft
I'm robbing you bitches, I'm doing you wrong, woah, woah

Okay, let's switch it up real quick
Think he gon' empty the full clip?
Hell nah, that's bullshit
Bitches is pussy, not ruthless