Liar Liar Remix

Claimin' that you're a Gyalist
 Claimin' that you're a gangster
 Claimin' you gon' rob me
 Claimin' that you're a Trapstar
 Claimin' that you gon' shoot my team
 And that you gon' stab man
 Stop it... you ain't a bad man
 Blud you're a li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 Keep up with the lies, fam it's hard for them
 You're not lying, say Wallahi then
 Them man lying, say their team went and bought sticks
 About arsenals, your team never bought shit
 It's not by force, be a goon
 Cause there's no turning back when it booms
 You got caught dabbing in a rave
 Now the doctors are dabbing on your wounds
 Everybody is a G till the war spreads
 And the arms on your face, call it Ahmed
 Mi no wan stress, I'd rather a bad B
 Feel my D in her abs, call me Abdi
 When the brain's shit, what the fuck's this?
 So much uck, you would think I'm from Uxbridge
 Self made, I eat Thai in tuxes
 Stop lying, you ain't hustlers
 Don't let these wimps near me
 Liar, liar, Jim Carrey
 When it's on, they just run and hide
 Bout .45s, swear on your mother's life
 Skrr, skrr when I'm in a coupe
 My young G, bring the beef to your door like Deliveroo
 So don't get smart
 If they find out that Mark's got the belly, they'll stretch Mark
 If there's a problem, let me know
 I need a bad ting like Demi Rose
 I saw your chick in Nandos
 Now she try'na Periscope
 She wanna come back, late night ting
 Better put your phone on silent
 She said she never did this before
 Stop lying, stop lying
 Claimin' that you're a Gyalist
 Claimin' that you're a gangster
 Claimin' you gon' rob me
 Claimin' that you're a Trapstar
 Claimin' that you gon' shoot my team
 And that you gon' stab man
 Stop it... you ain't a bad man
 Blud you're a li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 Li-li-li-li-liar (Liar)
 (Awhh my)
 All night camper
 Sweetcorn for a pretender
 Might hit a bystander, last man standing
 You no understand him, last car got abandoned
 Pull up in something that's not regular
 Three man in the back, there's no leg room nah
 This man wanna gossip and spread rumour
 I don't talk about beef when I'm next to ya
 You pop guns, sell bricks and you're no good
 Put work in the streets and you're so hood
 Yeah right, all of that sounds good
 But why you not allowed back in your own hood?
 Somebody's lying
 Catch you red handed and you're still lying
 Lying, lying
 Can't mix sheep with lions
 Bitches, all I hear is they keep bitching
 Sideman, pick a side, man, stop switching
 What is this? These niggas got me on the hit list
 I'm laughing, the only time they'll have me in stitches
 I got a phone call, my pagan got touched
 I weren't at the crime scene, I was in the hot tubs
 Having a hot rub, you drop bangers, man it's hot stuff
 Now that's a lie, cause you're not us
 That was cheeky, she sucked my dick
 While she tickled my balls, ooh la la, that was freaky
 I didn't say I didn't like it though
 You're looking like your bro, go buy a Lyca bro
 Just trap hard, lick them shots like you're Lampard
 Trap yard, turn it mad, I'm the landlord
 Fiver, sell fives, you're just a minor
 Liar, fake brudda in the designer
 Them man lie through their teeth
 Take man's grub, I can't lie, I'm a teef
 Them man don't hit the trap and get cheese
 You're a rat, you don't flip and stack, you're just chief
 You're lying, it's written all over
 You ain't the gyaldem sugar, you're the gyaldem chauffeur
 You're the gyaldem's joker
 Sitting on your face, you're the gyaldem's sofa