LIE TO ME

Yeah Yeah Uh (Birkin bags are a hot commodity) She got a Birkin, flossin', money well spent She still in them 'partments payin' rent Saturday, Sunday, he got cash to play Monday come, his pockets full of lint Can you be honest? Can you be true? Anybody straight up? Lie on cue Anybody keepin' it real with you? Keep it 100, tell me the truth Can you be honest? Can you be true? Anybody straight up? Lie on cue Anybody keepin' it real with you? Keep it 100, tell me the truth Everybody buyin' shit, rely on shit, to prove your status Prove you have it Now they caught up in a role they can't fulfill They can't be real, it's too dramatic Gotta keep the audience happy (happy) Gotta keep the haters guessin' (guessin') Livin' a lie for folks you'll never meet in real life, so tragic Baby got a day job It goes somethin' like this, upload-upload Check engagement, receive payments Grantin' fantasies, sellin' hella dreams Then she takes her mask off Fenty runnin' down her breast Her true self, hope she don't forget Say she do it for the check My homeboy lie for his respect Can't wait to flex the new baguettes 'Cause the world we live in keep revealin' If you ain't ballin', then you ain't shit So she gon' buy Chanel to impress He gon' shop 'til ain't nothin' left They fell in love with the fake 'til the real came out Now they at each other's neck She got a Birkin, flossin', money well spent (She got a Birkin) She still in them 'partments payin' rent (She in them 'partments) Saturday, Sunday, he got cash to play (cash, cash) Monday come, his pockets full of lint (no, no, no, no) Can you be honest? Can you be true? Anybody straight up? Lie on cue (yeah, yeah) Anybody keepin' it real with you? Keep it 100, tell me the truth Can you be honest? Can you be true? (Can you be honest?) Anybody straight up? Lie on cue Anybody keepin' it real with you? (To me) Keep it 100, tell me the truth Closed mouth don't eat (closed mouth don't eat) Broke finger don't tweet (broke finger don't tweet) Broke niggas gon' hate (broke niggas gon' hate) To distract from defeat (to distract from defeat) Look away, how you livin' these days? Love languages, tags and receipts (yeah) Whoop-whoop, get the penalty paid out quick Right back to the street Flewed out on the front of the plane like, "Hey" I ain't really that cheap, she don't really know me She just wanna take dick, she just wanna take pics She just wanna see the beach and a nigga like me Had to get it out the mud, these really my cleats This really my blood, I'm really Denzel One tear on my cheek, I'm rollin' up weed I'm talkin' 'bout think, she talkin' 'bout minks Hey, when you figure out what you need Girl, let it get back to me (hey) Nips and her lips from the factory (oh) Run through niggas like batteries Every nude sent with a strategy And she got it perfect, she got a purpose She got a system, know how to work it That's how she gotta, she gotta, she gotta, she gotta She got a Birkin, flossin', money well spent She still in them 'partments payin' rent (She in them 'partments) Saturday, Sunday, he got cash to play (I'm out of time) Monday come, his pockets full of lint Can you be honest? Can you be true? Anybody straight up? Lie on cue Anybody keepin' it real with you? (Real with you) Keep it 100, tell me the truth Can you be honest? Can you be true? Anybody straight up? Lie on cue Anybody keepin' it real with you? Keep it 100, tell me the truth Perception of self-perfection gives me erections, yeah Lie to me, lie to me, baby, lie to me, oh Perception of perfection give me erections Lie to me, lie to me (baby), lie to me