Lies In Her Eyes

(albüm: Good Friday - 2020)

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Two [?] bitches, they coming from Denver
Flew the bitch out, I'm not fucking with tinder
Lies in her eyes, but I know she a sinner
Eyes on her thighs and I know that she dinner
Two [?] bitches, they coming from Denver
Flew the bitch out, I'm not fucking with tinder
Lies in her eyes, but I know she a sinner
Eyes on her thighs and I know that she dinner

I'm high as the sky so I'm up in my feelings
I look in the mirror, I feel like a villain
I won't take the pussy if she is not willing
She ask for my zodiac, then I went missing
Creep in his bush if a nigga get dissing
I'm pulling out [?] on the beat, like magician
I pull out that D and I tease her, no kidding
They underrate me and you know that shit written
They probably didn't know it, that trendy was spitting
And all that I know is a deserve a ribbon
Your bitch hanging out and she giving out rubbings
My hands in that bitch like a muhfucking Muppet
I don't got no love for the bitch, but I'm fucking
She nice with the top like I'm spotting out muffins
Her nigga caught us and she said it was nothing
But Trendy, remember, it really was bussing
I surely remember the feel of the sucking
I just dropped a song, but I'm indie, so fuck it
Shit, all of these rappers be moving like puppets
I keep me a drac', bitch, I move with the musket
They thought I was done, but I wasn't
Trendy might fuck on your girl and your cousin
I need a few bitches, I need me a dozen
And they finna hate when I'm buzzing
If you working with me, then I need a percentage
Shit, I look in the mirror, I'm Dennis the Menace
We [?] this thing wasn't working
But fuck all of that 'cause I'm finna keep jerking
Wait, take my words back 'cause that didn't sound perfect
Your artist do crack and his album a circus
Still ain't finished
Make a hundred songs, so I'm tryna make a million
Leave a sour taste in your bitch, like a lemon
Feeling like Charlie Sheen, gotta keep winning
Guess I'ma take a break after the
I'm too busy respecting all of these women
I stan BTS, bitch, I'm fucking with Jimin
I'm tryna get Johnson, remove all the Linen
R.I.P Biggie, I never been timid
And my bass is growing, it's just the beginning
And when I get bread, better know I'ma spend it
And that was the show, nigga, that was the ending
Yo' bitch is a starter, the pussy just hitting so harder
I change up my flow like I'm PvssyVinceCarter
I fuck with yo' head, but yo' pussy go harder
You send me a beat, then you witness a murder

Two [?] bitches, they coming from Denver
Flew the bitch out, I'm not fucking with tinder
Lies in her eyes, but I know she a sinner
Eyes on her thighs and I know that she dinner
Two [?] bitches, they coming from Denver
Flew the bitch out, I'm not fucking with tinder
Lies in her eyes, but I know she a sinner
Eyes on her thighs and I know that she dinner