L!AR Lyrics

She said it ain't added up

I'll admit I'm bad at love

I think that she had enough

Pistol on my waist, plus 1 in my nine

How could I feel some way, if I kill 'em I don't die

These hoes all the same, she said she don't lie

These hoes all the same, she claim that she mine

And shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up

Shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up

Go, I smell like money in Dior cologne

Now she want things, so she change up her tone

How could she cope over a dose, I put this dick in the back of her throat

Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta

Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta

Had that bitch inside a Phantom

That bitch one hell of a dancer

Insane like Marilyn Manson

I'm rollin' that bitch off lean

Some of these hoes just ain't shit

She said she don't lane switch but I still think she changing

I stay outta range, I swear I don't aim

I got like Autobot aim, my Audemars is insane

Go, yeah

She said it ain't added up

I'll admit I'm bad at love

I think that she had enough

Pistol on my waist, plus 1 in my nine

How could I feel some way, if I kill 'em I don't die

These hoes all the same, she said she don't lie

These hoes all the same, she claim that she mine

And shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up

Shit ain't added up, this shit ain't added up

Go, I smell like money in Dior cologne

Now she want things, so she change up her tone

How could she cope over a dose, I put this dick in the back of her throat

Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta

Hold up, fiend, yeah yeah, I pour this bitch in a Fanta

Had that bitch inside a Phantom

That bitch one hell of a dancer

Insane like Marilyn Manson

I'm rollin' that bitch off lean

Some of these hoes just ain't shit

She said she don't lane switch but I still think she changing

I stay outta range, I swear I don't aim

I got like Autobot aim, my Audemars is insane

Go, yeah

She said it ain't added up

I'll admit I'm bad at love

I think that she had enough