Pretty Little Liars

[Intro: Skaiwater]
You better be sick, dead, or mute, Ron
Slatt, slatt, slatt, blatt (Skaiwater)
Slatt, yeah (Bitch)

[Chorus: Skaiwater]
Ayy, I been going through it, through the wire (Slatt)
Shawty fire like a ball of fire
Bitch on games like a fucking umpire
Mama told me, "Stay away from pretty little liars"
I been going through it, through the wire
Ayy, shawty fire like a ball of fire
Bitch on games like a fucking umpire
Mama told me, "Stay away from pretty little liars"

[Verse 1: Skaiwater]
Yeah, what now? Ayy (Yeah)
Niggas pissed off, I left the background
Yuh, my sound, ayy, niggas fuckin' thieves, stole my sound
Wait, you ain't got no sauce (Ayy)
You was sippin' smart, ayy (Slatt)
I was sippin' Voss, ayy
Back when I was 8 (Yeah), that's when I wanted Bape, ayy
All you niggas late, ayy, ride the fucking wave

[Bridge: Skaiwater]
New Patek on my wrist, new Alex on my shit (Yeah)
Tch, fuck it, it's that fashion talk, ayy
Tch, [?] they didn't even get back to it (Gang, gang, gang)
Yeah (Slatt, slatt, slatt)

[Pre-Chorus: Skaiwater]
I am the one and only
She still call me up she lonely
Rollie-pollie rollin' down the hill (Yeah)
He was mad, left in his feels

[Chorus: Skaiwater]
Ayy, I been going through it, through the wire (Wire)
Shawty fire like a ball of fire
Bitch on games like a fucking umpire
Mama told me, "Stay away from pretty little liars" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I been going through it, through the wire
Ayy, shawty fire like a ball of fire
Bitch on games like a fucking umpire
Mama told me, "Stay away from pretty little liars"

[Interlude: Skaiwater]
Bye
Slatt, slatt, slatt
Yeah, ah
Young Skai, fuck these niggas talking 'bout?

[Verse 2: Dee Aura]
What?
Hey, smoking on that yeah-yeah, I told brody, "Pass that fire" (Fire)
I been through the wire, behind bars, behind them wires (Wires)
So much bands up on me, I don't work, think I retired ('Tired)
That shawty, she look good, she a pretty lil' liar (Liar)
Hop up out the car when I spin your block and I burn my tires (Skrrt)
Vlone be my attire, I don't get tired, up like a mayan
Hey, got three exes like tic-tac-toe
All of my bands in the safe stuffed closed
All this [?], we go home, change clothes
I'ma sip drink 'til my eyes shut close
My cup red just like rose (Rose)
You can't wrote how I wrote (Wrote)
Look at these chains, hey, I glow (Hey, I glow, huh)

[Outro: Dee Aura]
Ooh, oh-three, oh-three