Lyrics Death Grips

Death Grips

Why A Bitch Gotta Lie

Why a bitch gotta lie? [x4]

(Why a bitch gotta lie?) [x8]

Try and tame, I'll ruin you, fucker, try your luck

Luck's on your side, you're feeling yourself huh fucker that about enough

Well, guess what fucker

Fucker try and game me, then

I'm end of your line I need an offering, you'll do just fine

I'm type A hell

Why a bitch gotta lie? [x4]

(Why a bitch gotta lie?) [x8]

Try and tame it's not about you, fucker

Don't make me make this about you, fucker

Try and tame me I dare you

Try and tame me how you dare you

I stand through you

Obviously

I laugh when you ask if you're under my spell

Obviously

I guide your demise like funeral sails

Obviously

My touch tied to strings that steer my figures inside out their wax

You pour I swill you're false like tears, priceless to feel my subjects crack

Why a bitch gotta lie? [x8]

Try and tame me I'll redirect

Ain't fucker tame me yet

Fit to try and tame me, be my guest

Just try and game me, bitch

Try and tame me I'm like so anyway

Try and game me I'm like no, not today

This bitch

Try and tame me I'll make you mine

Why a bitch gotta lie? [x4]

(Why a bitch gotta lie?) [x8]

Try and tame if you're so sure

Ain't dead or alive, ain't wore this floor

My floor tremble your voice

Silencer

I make your choice

I make no excuses, just fucking noise

Try and tame me maybe not up to you because

Can't tame me I'm proof of

Fuck you gonna do, scream?