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Liar
14
Hip-Hop/Rap
Liar was released on November 26, 2021 by Trump Card Productions, Ltd. as a part of the album Rich Nanni - EP
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Release DateNovember 26, 2021
LabelTrump Card Productions, Ltd.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zhanei Alisia Strozier
Zhanei Alisia Strozier
Songwriter

Lyrics

If he don't eat pussy, he gay, Just like this pussy, he spray
Miss get my lick back, tell that ****, touche
Goin' tit for tat, I feel like bein' petty today
No plans to get no bands and I'ma move you out the way
****, you ain't got no chance, get the fuck out my face
I just duck these **** and go on about my day
You can come and cut the check, but you know you cannot stay
Drop a bag on the head if a bitch wanna play
I aint yo mama, why you lyin' to me
I might reach up in my Prada, if this ho, keep tryin' me
If it ain't no at, it don't apply to me
All that hate gon' kill you and I'm who they dyin' to be
I'm who they tryna see
Yeah, I love my stick and my stick love me
Wipe a bitch nose like she had a nosebleed
These bitches can't see me cause they in the nosebleeds
These **** tryna put me on the shelf trophy
But they can't, **** worry bout a bitch
Need to worry bout some bank
They pockets on E, just like they tank
He askin' for a chance, I ask that **** what he think
That's a no, all my bitches on go
****, you disqualified if you ain't got a pole
Turn him to a eater cause it's good for his soul
If he wanna be a dog, I'ma take him on a stroll
I aint yo mama, why you lyin' to me
I might reach up in my Prada, if this ho, keep tryin' me
If it ain't no at, it don't apply to me
All that hate gon' kill you and I'm who they dyin' to be
I'm who they tryna see
I aint yo mama, why you lyin' to me
I might reach up in my Prada, if this ho, keep tryin' me
If it ain't no at, it don't apply to me
All that hate gon' kill you and I'm who they dyin' to be
I'm who they tryna see
I'm picky when it comes to these ****, not my money
Benjamin my favorite, but I fuck with Grant too
I love me some Jackson and no distraction
While I'm stackin', you won't ever catch me lackin
Really like that, ain't no actin
Penny pinching and leaching, I ain't see that shit, at Neiman's
All the **** be feelin', I ain't seeing that ****, we creepin
Have him cryin', fightin' demons
Slap a hoe silly she give me a reason
Said slap a hoe out, she give me a reason
I aint yo mama, why you lyin' to me
I might reach up in my Prada, if this ho, keep tryin' me
If it ain't no at, it don't apply to me
All that hate gon' kill you and I'm who they dyin' to be
I'm who they tryna see
I aint yo mama, why you lyin' to me
I might reach up in my Prada, if this ho, keep tryin' me
If it ain't no at, it don't apply to me
All that hate gon' kill you and I'm who they dyin' to be
I'm who they tryna see
Written by: Zhanei Alisia Strozier
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