liar liar (remix)
Singer:mostack
claimin' that you're a gyalist
claimin' that you're a gangster
claimin' that you're a trapstar
claimin' that you gon' shoot my team
and that you gon' stab man
stop it. you ain't a bad man
blud you're a li-li-li-li-liar
say their team went and bought sticks
your team never bought shit
cause there's no turning back when it booms
you got caught dabbing in a rave
now the doctors are dabbing on your wounds
everybody is a g till the war spreads
and the arms on your face
you would think i'm from uxbridge
don't let these wimps near me
swear on your mother's life
bring the beef to your door like deliveroo
if they find out that mark's got the belly
i need a bad ting like demi rose
i saw your chick in nandos
better put your phone on silent
she said she never did this before
claimin' that you're a gyalist
claimin' that you're a gangster
claimin' that you're a trapstar
claimin' that you gon' shoot my team
and that you gon' stab man
stop it. you ain't a bad man
blud you're a li-li-li-li-liar
sweetcorn for a pretender
pull up in something that's not regular
this man wanna gossip and spread rumour
i don't talk about beef when i'm next to ya
sell bricks and you're no good
put work in the streets and you're so hood
but why you not allowed back in your own hood?
catch you red handed and you're still lying
can't mix sheep with lions
all i hear is they keep bitching
what is this? these niggas got me on the hit list
the only time they'll have me in stitches
i weren't at the crime scene
while she tickled my balls
i didn't say i didn't like it though
you're looking like your bro
lick them shots like you're lampard
fake brudda in the designer
them man don't hit the trap and get cheese
you're the gyaldem's joker
she's sitting on your face
you're the gyaldem's sofa