Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Liar, artist - Lil Peep. Date of issue: 27.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Liar |
| I’ve been through a lot boy |
| (Punk star) |
| I’ve been through a lot boy |
| I ain’t gonna stop boy |
| Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat |
| I ain’t gonna stop boy, yeah |
| Always runnin' from the cops, boy |
| Yeah |
| Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy) |
| Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy) |
| We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy) |
| You got a big gun? |
| Who you shot, boy? |
| (Huh?) |
| Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy) |
| Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy) |
| We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy) |
| Damn, I’m a real life GothBoi (I'm a real life GothBoi) |
| Why the fuck you lyin' in the streets? |
| (Lyin' in the streets) |
| Why the fuck you lyin' to me? |
| (Lyin' to me) |
| Why the fuck you lyin' to her? |
| (Lyin' to her) |
| You couldn’t even buy her the purse (Nah) |
| Everybody wanna flex on each other (Why?) |
| I just want some money for my mother (Damn) |
| This ain’t a competition (Nah) |
| Please listen (Yeah) |
| Hold up, listen to me, right? |
| I was really in the kitchen, yeah (I was really in the kitchen) |
| But I sing about bitches, yeah (But I sing about bitches) |
| 'Cause I really know killas ('Cause I really know killas) |
| And they are not like you at all |
| And I could tell it, yeah, I could smell it |
| I could see it in your eyes, boy, yeah |
| That’s why I got respect, 'cause I ain’t a fuckin' liar, boy (Nah) |
| Yeah, yeah, damn |
| Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy) |
| Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy) |
| We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy) |
| You got a big gun? |
| Who you shot, boy? |
| (Huh?) |
| Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (Call it rap, call it pop, boy) |
| Call it what you want, boy, yeah (Call it what you want, boy) |
| We call you a opp, boy, yeah (We call you a opp, boy) |
| Damn, I’m a real life GothBoi (I'm a real life GothBoi) |
| You ain’t on the block, boy |
| Yeah, you got a Glock, boy, yeah |
| You hot, boy? |
| That ain’t smart, boy, get your ass locked, boy |
| And for what? |
| You’re diggin' ya own grave |
| You’re diggin' ya own grave, yeah |