CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Little White Lie (Vol. 1)
There have been certain times in my life when I felt electric connections with women
Even though my closest friends tried to warn me
They've been waving every red flag in the book
A couple of kids, a couple of baby daddy's
Feeling like I owe them some sh*t
Well this is a tale about a snake b*t*h
Who couldn't tell the truth
Now truth is very important
Ooh watch her slither
She's a snake b*t*h
She wish she gonna shift for any motherf**kеr with a red and a clip b*t*h and about woman's labor
Right from the start she was bringing thеm red flags
Cold in the crossfire good rapper gone bad
Dipping out at the club
Hard relapse
She got my synapse when I'm wrecking the fine ass
Shoulda dug a little deeper than the pages of a pass
Lying to myself when I thought it would last
Trust is a word but the words don't mean sh*t
Trust is a whore who sits on her lips
The way she was working them hips
Had me clutching my fists
When I first found out I was counting my clips
Picking up a package a fourth of automatic
Thinking about a grand finale this whole tred**k
All I need to do is eliminate the cavity as soon as the soundtrack is the sound of a savagery
Get the f**k out taste in my mouth
Out of my mind
Get your ears lost in time when you live the lie
There's no time for the tears to dry
You got cold in the dark design
Make her a cigarette
Take a b*t*h and then kick her to the curb
Cause I'mma mothaf**king boss be flicking
But I gotta be quicker 151 proof liquor
Shoulda known that the b*t*h was a straight shapeshifter
Eyes gleaming shine with the devil inside
I'mma lion that got pride yo I never die
But sometimes a b*t*h make a mothaf**ka do crazy sh*t
Murder suicide
Even though my closest friends tried to warn me
They've been waving every red flag in the book
A couple of kids, a couple of baby daddy's
Feeling like I owe them some sh*t
Well this is a tale about a snake b*t*h
Who couldn't tell the truth
Now truth is very important
Ooh watch her slither
She's a snake b*t*h
She wish she gonna shift for any motherf**kеr with a red and a clip b*t*h and about woman's labor
Right from the start she was bringing thеm red flags
Cold in the crossfire good rapper gone bad
Dipping out at the club
Hard relapse
She got my synapse when I'm wrecking the fine ass
Shoulda dug a little deeper than the pages of a pass
Lying to myself when I thought it would last
Trust is a word but the words don't mean sh*t
Trust is a whore who sits on her lips
The way she was working them hips
Had me clutching my fists
When I first found out I was counting my clips
Picking up a package a fourth of automatic
Thinking about a grand finale this whole tred**k
All I need to do is eliminate the cavity as soon as the soundtrack is the sound of a savagery
Get the f**k out taste in my mouth
Out of my mind
Get your ears lost in time when you live the lie
There's no time for the tears to dry
You got cold in the dark design
Make her a cigarette
Take a b*t*h and then kick her to the curb
Cause I'mma mothaf**king boss be flicking
But I gotta be quicker 151 proof liquor
Shoulda known that the b*t*h was a straight shapeshifter
Eyes gleaming shine with the devil inside
I'mma lion that got pride yo I never die
But sometimes a b*t*h make a mothaf**ka do crazy sh*t
Murder suicide
