Paranoid, Trust issues, Cold
That's you, and that's cool
Just remember who you dealing with
This can't be the end of my
This can't be the end of my life
This can't be the end of my
Lying, bitch be lying
Okay, you lying to me
Bitch tryna line me, can't see outside with me
But it's me they tryna be, yea they dying to meet
Stop all that crying to me, Look how I'm riding the beat
Got a full plate, we on the side where we eat
It's a cool day, but it's getting hot on the seat
Get your bitch f*cked, get your wrist cut
I'm high and it got me stuck
You can't take no bump, down in the paint
We don't give no f*ck
We just shot that Shhh, down at the range
Then we light his truck
My gloves in the trunk, is we gon fight or what
Lil nigga sell that shit he got all kinda stuff
Bitch nigga park that shit you prolly crashed enough
I shit on yo gang I take a massive dump, uh huh
You be turnt outside lil bitch I'm passing up
Why the f*ck you in my room
I must ain't pass enough, uh huh
Gotta pass that hoe to the team
I got stars sitting on my jeans
I got a grip sitting on my 9
I got the hoe sitting on her knees
She get a call she hope it's me
How many times you lie, about 5
He got way too hype about hoes
Too much clout you f*ck around die
Brand new fit it cost around 9
What the f*ck you get from just lying
Trek boot on the heel bitch let me geek up real quick
Hit the curb and make the wheel spin
Shock track like eels bitch
You steady tryna hurt me, but I can't even feel shit
Where I'm geeked up out my mind for days
Can't tell what's real bitch
Hey, are you even paying attention to me right now
This can't be the end of my
This can't be the end of my life
This can't be the end of my
Lying, bitch be lying
Okay, you lying to me
Bitch tryna line me, can't see outside with me
But it's me they tryna be, yea they dying to meet
Stop all that crying to me, look how I'm riding the beat
Got a full plate, we on the side where we eat
It's a cool day, but it's getting hot on the seat
Get your bitch f*cked, get your wrist cut
I'm high and it got me stuck
You can't take no bump, down in the paint
We don't give no f*ck
We just shot that shhh, down at the range
Then we light his truck
My gloves in the trunk, is we gon fight or what
BIG SUUN - Lie 2 Me Lyrics
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English
Paranoid, Trust issues, Cold
That's you, and that's cool
Just remember who you dealing with
This can't be the end of my
This can't be the end of my life
This can't be the end of my
Lying, bitch be lying
Okay, you lying to me
Bitch tryna line me, can't see outside with me
But it's me they tryna be, yea they dying to meet
Stop all that crying to me, Look how I'm riding the beat
Got a full plate, we on the side where we eat
It's a cool day, but it's getting hot on the seat
Get your bitch f*cked, get your wrist cut
I'm high and it got me stuck
You can't take no bump, down in the paint
We don't give no f*ck
We just shot that Shhh, down at the range
Then we light his truck
My gloves in the trunk, is we gon fight or what
Lil nigga sell that shit he got all kinda stuff
Bitch nigga park that shit you prolly crashed enough
I shit on yo gang I take a massive dump, uh huh
You be turnt outside lil bitch I'm passing up
Why the f*ck you in my room
I must ain't pass enough, uh huh
Gotta pass that hoe to the team
I got stars sitting on my jeans
I got a grip sitting on my 9
I got the hoe sitting on her knees
She get a call she hope it's me
How many times you lie, about 5
He got way too hype about hoes
Too much clout you f*ck around die
Brand new fit it cost around 9
What the f*ck you get from just lying
Trek boot on the heel bitch let me geek up real quick
Hit the curb and make the wheel spin
Shock track like eels bitch
You steady tryna hurt me, but I can't even feel shit
Where I'm geeked up out my mind for days
Can't tell what's real bitch
Hey, are you even paying attention to me right now
This can't be the end of my
This can't be the end of my life
This can't be the end of my
Lying, bitch be lying
Okay, you lying to me
Bitch tryna line me, can't see outside with me
But it's me they tryna be, yea they dying to meet
Stop all that crying to me, look how I'm riding the beat
Got a full plate, we on the side where we eat
It's a cool day, but it's getting hot on the seat
Get your bitch f*cked, get your wrist cut
I'm high and it got me stuck
You can't take no bump, down in the paint
We don't give no f*ck
We just shot that shhh, down at the range
Then we light his truck
My gloves in the trunk, is we gon fight or what
That's you, and that's cool
Just remember who you dealing with
This can't be the end of my
This can't be the end of my life
This can't be the end of my
Lying, bitch be lying
Okay, you lying to me
Bitch tryna line me, can't see outside with me
But it's me they tryna be, yea they dying to meet
Stop all that crying to me, Look how I'm riding the beat
Got a full plate, we on the side where we eat
It's a cool day, but it's getting hot on the seat
Get your bitch f*cked, get your wrist cut
I'm high and it got me stuck
You can't take no bump, down in the paint
We don't give no f*ck
We just shot that Shhh, down at the range
Then we light his truck
My gloves in the trunk, is we gon fight or what
Lil nigga sell that shit he got all kinda stuff
Bitch nigga park that shit you prolly crashed enough
I shit on yo gang I take a massive dump, uh huh
You be turnt outside lil bitch I'm passing up
Why the f*ck you in my room
I must ain't pass enough, uh huh
Gotta pass that hoe to the team
I got stars sitting on my jeans
I got a grip sitting on my 9
I got the hoe sitting on her knees
She get a call she hope it's me
How many times you lie, about 5
He got way too hype about hoes
Too much clout you f*ck around die
Brand new fit it cost around 9
What the f*ck you get from just lying
Trek boot on the heel bitch let me geek up real quick
Hit the curb and make the wheel spin
Shock track like eels bitch
You steady tryna hurt me, but I can't even feel shit
Where I'm geeked up out my mind for days
Can't tell what's real bitch
Hey, are you even paying attention to me right now
This can't be the end of my
This can't be the end of my life
This can't be the end of my
Lying, bitch be lying
Okay, you lying to me
Bitch tryna line me, can't see outside with me
But it's me they tryna be, yea they dying to meet
Stop all that crying to me, look how I'm riding the beat
Got a full plate, we on the side where we eat
It's a cool day, but it's getting hot on the seat
Get your bitch f*cked, get your wrist cut
I'm high and it got me stuck
You can't take no bump, down in the paint
We don't give no f*ck
We just shot that shhh, down at the range
Then we light his truck
My gloves in the trunk, is we gon fight or what
Writer: Aaron Hall-Duarte
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid