WIRETAPPERS! ft. 4cf Lyrics

(I might have to wiretap today)

(I know what you look like when you lying to my face)

(I might have to wiretap today)

(I know what you look like when you lying to my face)

I might have to wiretap today

I know what you look like when you lying to my face

Yeah, I think it's strange, always acting out of range

Telling me you changed, yeah, you always stayed the same

Same, same, same, same, same, same, same, never changed your ways

Up the pace, please, when you say you love me, keep it straight

Know you hate me and all your homies only want my bank

Y'all some lames, please don't pull up to my place on that shit

Ask all my bitches, yeah, my dick soul snatching

Trash all my bridges, I don't want her, you can have it

Man, why you date the bitch if you don't like her, bro?

Honestly, I fucking hate the bitch, I wanna pipe her though

Tell her shit like last time that I fucked, it was a while ago

Fucking other hoes while she crying in the microphone

You are too much of a cunt, I think it's your time to go

You are just an old easy fuck, get out of my zone

I might have to wiretap today

I know what you look like when you lying to my face

I might have to wiretap today

I know what you look like when you lying to my face

I just got a wire out the bank

I just took off on your ass, pack as strong as a tank

Boy, you talking out your ass

You can't fuck with my rank

Make him hit the schmoney dance, boy your ass is a lame, bitch

We just caught his drop

Buddy house, that shit was vacant

Creeping through the basement

We tapping the whole place bitch

Boy, go bless his soul

He don't know how to take it

Pack it up and go, on a roll we gon' face it

I might have to

I might have to wiretap today

I know what you look like when you lying to my face

Yeah, I think it's strange, always acting out of range

Telling me you changed, yeah, you always stayed the same

Same, same, same, same, same, same, same, never changed your ways

Up the pace, please, when you say you love me, keep it straight

Know you hate me and all your homies only want my bank

Y'all some lames, lames, lame, la, la