-Liability-

(Hook)

Never seen a dude walk out in Ferragamo

Never seen a dude pull up when he post two

Never seen a dude stick to the blues clues

Looks like your situation turned to lose lose

Never seen a dude pull up

Never seen a dude walk up

Never seen a dude squirrel up

Never seen a dude go nuts

-Liability-

(Verse One)

Never seen a dude go crazy

I pull up, I pull up stay brazy

Stick to your chair like you're lazy

I’m throwing the ones like confide

I've been on my grind all lately

Show all the people like Prezi

Grab her by the (ouu)

Like I am the presi’

People try to be a part of the party

Soon to realize they a-part from the party

People jump on now like bro you are tarty

But you were gone when I needed you most

(Yeah) I knew you at my lowest

Now your request for forgiveness is bogus

Out here living life to the fullest

See I've done more and you've noticed

People they hate on the man

But I got Guala who will knock you out for the band

He might go Super San

And turn your hood into Iran

You fakers with girls and their tans

I'm tighter than girls and their pants

You ain't really getting to your bands

But you are still buying your fans

Take your b.s. and miss me with it

I know you wish you lived like this

But your stuck working at McDonald's

And I'm living my dream I'm Loving it

Loving it

Loving it

Me and my team stay covenant

And I’m loving it, loving it

-Liability-

(Hook)

Never seen a dude walk out in Ferragamo

Never seen a dude pull up when he post two

Never seen a dude stick to the blues clues

Looks like your situation turned to lose lose

Never seen a dude pull up

Never seen a dude walk up

Never seen a dude squirrel up

Never seen a dude go nuts

-Yung Scoop Guala-

(Verse Two)

These N****** thinking they’re street

Keep the chopper for the mishap

Thirty-two for a P

Iv’e been trying to get some big racks

I broke on that h** like a Kit-Kat

I ain't really with the chit-chat

You can hurry up and buy

Or you can go and get your s*** slapped

Blow it all, get it back

F*** a b**** send it back

Head shot, get his hat

Take his body, send it back

Blue opps, red opps

What you bang? Dead oops

Hit your block, chicken pocks

Thats a bunch of red dots

Real talk I should have been Steve Job’s son

Because a young n**** know how to get the job done

Meet my gun if I perform in your facility

2-2-3 n**** thats a Liability

-Liability-

(Hook)

Never seen a dude walk out in Ferragamo

Never seen a dude pull up when he post two

Never seen a dude stick to the blues clues

Looks like your situation turned to lose lose

Never seen a dude pull up

Never seen a dude walk up

Never seen a dude squirrel up

Never seen a dude go nuts