little miss
You say you love me, guess what
You're a liar little mess
You trust me, guess what
You're a liar little mess
You say you want me, guess what
You're a liar little mess
If you got paid for all them fibs, you'll pass for being rich
You love me, guess what
You're a liar little miss
You got me, guess what
Well, you're a liar little mess
You say you want me, guess what
You're a liar little mess
If you got paid for all them fibs, you'll pass for being rich
See little miss, she got attitude too, and little miss loves to argue, loves being
hella rude
Little miss loves cheating, but she hates to tell the truth, and she won't tell you
what she did, but she'll tell you what I do
Kiddo, I'm observant, I'm a private type of kid
I did it on my own, I ain't relying on no thing
She got gassed when I was tapping, and liking on her pic its nothing deep
You ain't pretty, I just kinda like your skin
So don't tell me about our future, don't tell me about our kids
I'm married to the music, see I'm trying to make it big
Points I need to prove, I really need to get the win
I got my eyes upon the prize I ain't fussing over a bitch
Kiddo is the name, life is a game
I hate the way it's played, I'm taking off like a plane
Sit back and just watch how I'm paving a way
Little miss, she's like a taper, I
just fade it away, faded away
But look, that's fine, I ain't bothering
It's only gossip, my supporters just following
Tryna to take my flow, but me and bro just chuckling
He borrowed it, but when I do it, I demolish it
She looking pretty on the gram, so I gotta double tap
Snaps in different angles, she got a bubble back
Nowadays I'm popping off, you can call me bubble wrap
The way I just deliver, you can really call me Uncle Pat
You say you love me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
you trust me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
You say you want me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
If you got paid for all them fibs, you're part of being rich
You love me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
You got me, guess what? you're a liar, little miss
You say you want me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
If you got paid for all them fibs, you're pass of being rich
If I'm going ghost mode, you know I'm going solo
Go and ask my bro, bro, I'm following the bro code
Baddie 10-10, her skin like a rolo
Pull up in ripped jeans, white tee, just a polo
She was moving like a mission, moving like a slow-mo
Where's the addy, baby girl so you can send the postcode
Pull up, have a vibe, bounce, pogo
She needs a emoji on my face if she post a photo
You say you love me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
You got me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
You say you want me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
If you got paid for all them fibs, you're pass for being rich
You say you love me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
You say you got me, guess what? You're a liar, little miss
You say you want me, guess what? Well, you're a liar, little miss
If you got paid for all them fibs, you're part of being rich