The Homies, Jack Harlow - White Lies Lyrics

I've been stackin' up white lies
I got bad bitches and they bite-sized
Gas light 'til she see the bright side (fucked up)
Fast life, is you tryna slide by with me? (Ayy)
Is you tryna drive by with me?
In the 50, but my whip, see, it do five times fifty (ooh)
She said I got five guys with me (I don't care)
Turned this to a sci-fi pic
I'm in the shotgun and she tryna drive stick

Your boyfriend ain't live like this
Ain't livin' like us
We got the drip they tryna get it wiped up
I'm catchin' feelings, now she gettin' wifed up (ooh) (no hesitation)
Off the Henny and we gettin' piped up
She gettin' piped down
I remember back when she ain't pay me no attention
Now she tryna tell me I'm her type now
Sounds 'bout right (ayy)
We could still ride (ayy) right below them downtown lights, ayy
And I'm still collectin' soundbites
Just in case she actin' like she wasn't down (down, down, down)
'Cause you know that's downright wrong
I think we should do it with the lights on

I've been stackin' up white lies
I got bad bitches and they bite-sized
Gas light 'til she see the bright side (fucked up)
Fast life, is you tryna slide by with me? (Ayy)
Is you tryna drive by with me?
In the 50, but my whip, see, it do five times fifty (ooh)
She said I got five guys with me (I don't care)
Turned this to a sci-fi pic
I'm in the shotgun and she tryna drive stick

Whoa, bitch, I'm comin' crispy, please don't step on my Balenci's (whoa)
Everything is love, so tonight we gettin' busy (whoa)
Catch me in the studi' with the homies gettin' tricky
KY got some cone so you know we gettin' trippy (ayy)
Ball for the weekend, almost fucked my money up (okay)
Sub' and Cusmo came with two-four so you know we cuttin' up (hey)
Lucci need a KD so we finna see the plug (see the plug)
Steppin' out flyer than a dub
I just fell in love with a new Patek (whoa) (new Patek)
I just flew your bitch to me in Budapest (whoa) (Budapest)
She wanna be in love, I ain't on it yet (whoa) (on it yet)
All we gotta do is vibe and I'll do the rest

I've been stackin' up white lies
I got bad bitches and they bite-sized
Gas light 'til she see the bright side (fucked up)
Fast life, is you tryna slide by with me? (Ayy)
Is you tryna drive by with me
In the 50, but my whip, see, it do five times fifty (ooh)
She said I got five guys with me (I don't care)
Turned this to a sci-fi pic
I'm in the shotgun and she tryna drive stick