TBAL (That Bitch A Liar)

Like, damnnn Uh, bitch its young Briskk & I'm all in your headphones Talk onna guys and you getting a headstone Trying to run the sack up till my bread long Getting horny, finna call me a redbone Grahh, I'm in the studio doing punch-ins We from the town turning nothing to something She acting crazy, she making assumptions Turn on this song and the spot to jumping, uh Me and your bitch making videos, YouTube Beating it up and I'm knocking her screws loose Flexing on me & his Gucci shirt, FUBU I'm on a whole different channel, ROKU I got money on my mind like a snapback I'm thinking "Raris" and you thinking Hatchbacks Yo, bitch, she eating my pudding, snack pack Clap at the bros and you know we gon' clap back Lil bitch, I'm chasing riches by the day I'm tired of seeing Trenton every day I'm tired of Mickey D's and fish fillet I'm tired of getting food from Chick-fil-A Niggas be screaming, Rayskee wit a K That's cool, till we spin a block and take a face They saying young Briskk you hot, you niggas late On my dick because I got food up on my plate On that block late night, it's a scary game Spider-Man, tryna bust my webs onna Mary Jane Give me the rock and I'm balling out every game Tryna get a triple-double in this very game Coming like Russ in his prime, Thunder Talk on bro just a matter of time till he slumber In the field gotta kill for that bag, Plunder Kill you I (Killua) get you Gon, Hunter X Hunter Damn, I'm a menace They kill my bro and we coming for vengeance They took his life his killers got no sentence We was happy they started & we got to finish Pop one, get my energy replenished Drop one, I caught that nigga defenseless Twelve bail out, then we jumping the fences That bitch is a bop, all these bitches no different I'm in the stu, I just came out the hoodie Pull up to the crib and she give up the cookie Fifteen, but I don't move like a rookie In that bitch having fun, I be hitting my dougie Y'all know the name, B-R-I-S-K-K She throwing ass, I got me yelling out Mayday Chasing the bag, trying to run it up eight ways When I touch 20 bands then I'm taking a vacay Bitch, I don't smoke no weed unless it's potent I'm tryna tour and travel across the ocean Feel like I'm the hottest youngin', bitch, I'm boasting (Spot lil Shhh) We knock him out his tokens Told bro pour me up he got me floating She let me get in her throat and then I'm ghosting they needa free Tec they got him, he was totin These niggas be out here snitching, they some rodents You niggas actors belong on BET Corner store, no hot food on this EBT The old heads listen to me on they DVD I catch him lacking on bro he gon see the 3-0 That bitch see me every week like a P.O Need to let me love you, I'm giving Neo In the stu this my lab, it's giving Leo Choppa gon cut his weight faster than some Keto Niggas biting the drip like some fucking Cheetos And we chipping his teeth like some damn Doritos Don't be running ya mouth better if you keep closed Nigga wearing the ricks, I ain't even peep those But now I need those Nigga thought he could fight but he went to sleep though Seen that bitch getting trained through the door peephole But you believed when she said she wasn't a freak hoe, damnnn (That bitch a liar, That bitch a liar, That bitch a liar) (That bitch a liar, That bitch a liar, I tried to tell ya)