LIAR LIAR

Keep on driving down that funky road

Got to go

Do my funky show

Keep on driving down that funky road

Oh, keep on

Yo, yo (oh, keep on)

I ain't gon' lie, tell 'em what they need to hear (oh, keep on)

I ain't gon' lie, let me make it crystal clear (oh, keep on)

None of y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with me (oh, keep on)

None of y'all bitches ain't fuckin' with me (funky road)

Step aside, step (oh, keep on)

Step aside, step (oh, keep on)

Is you gon' ride with me?

Is you gon' die with me? (Keep on driving down that funky road)

Had to say it twice just in case you didn't catch it

I'ma pull up on 'em, hm, calisthenics

Niggas ain't athletic, the bar is high, I set it

Whatever you said about me, I know you gon' regret it

They pathetic, so I can't be empathetic

How you let this nigga steal my whole damn aesthetic?

I did you lots of favors, homie, how could you forget it?

Treating rumors like butter, you the one that help spread it

You a nut, like a cashew

I wave bye because I passed you

I'm in a bad mood, I got on tap shoes

I said I'm litter, like cat food

You like a ad-lib, you in the background

When you come to my city, this is Whack Town

Middle finger, Akademik, 'cause you cap gown

Rey Mysterio, I get you smack down

How you say the realest shit but the fakest in the room?

Niggas couldn't face me, rather say it on Zoom

With the camera off, I let the hammer off

I let a lot of shit slide, take my sandal off, ah

I ain't gon' lie, tell 'em what they need to hear (oh)

I ain't gon' lie, let me make it crystal clear (oh)

None of y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with me (oh)

None of y'all bitches ain't fuckin' with me (funky road)

Step aside, step (oh)

Step aside, step (oh)

Is you gon' ride with me?

Is you gon' die with me? (Keep on driving down that funky road)

I done bit my tongue, so damn long that's it bleeding

You suck so much, ooh, I thought that you was teething

I done wrote so many of y'all songs, so I'm streaming

Could've went to Yale, buddy, I ain't even screaming

Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha

I'ma have to draw if you say it's a tie

Bow like a bow, nigga, I'm fly as crow, nigga

Tierra Whack, that's a pro, nigga, yo, nigga

Time to bundle up, white sheet, I get you covered up

If I play the reference track, yeah, that'll shut her up

Chop it now, cut 'em up, walk 'em down, run it up

Only three members on the team, but we huddled up

Yeah, like a football team, nigga

I'm 'bout to cook y'all st-, nigga

I gotta book y'all read, nigga

We not nice, all mean, nigga (keep on driving down that funky road)

Keep on driving down that funky road

Got to go

Do my funky show

Keep on driving down that funky road

Oh, keep on

Oh, keep on