Do you kiss your kids with those lips Your mama on the cheek with those lips All that talk you toss from those lips Breath smellin like burned-out bridges You be flexin like you run this strip Paper-thin pride Little man script Talk big numbers Pockets all lint Shaky handshake Eyes wont flinch Do you kiss your kids with those lips With that shit that you spit from those lips (yeah) You be swearin you the truth but you slipped Say its love but its laced with a twist Do you kiss Do you kiss your kids with those lips You be postin like you built this block Whole life cropped to the sweetest shot But your son waitin’ by the door Shoes tied Clock tickin Ride never arrives You throw family in every line But you duck calls every other night You say blood first Then you bleed them dry Same old script Same tired lie Do you kiss your kids with those lips With that shit that you spit from those lips (oh) You be swearin you the truth but you slipped Say its love but its laced with a twist Do you kiss Do you kiss your kids with those lips You swear you solid But your story bends You shout forever Then forget your friends You pray on Sunday Curse out your kin Tell me where it starts If it aint at them Do you kiss your kids with those lips With that shit that you spit from those lips You be swearin you the truth but you slipped Say its love but its laced with a twist Do you kiss Do you kiss your kids with those lips. Do you kiss your kids with those lips Your mama on the cheek with those lips All that talk you toss from those lips Breath smellin like burned-out bridges You be flexin like you run this strip Paper-thin pride Little man script Talk big numbers Pockets all lint Shaky handshake Eyes wont flinch Do you kiss your kids with those lips With that shit that you spit from those lips You be swearin you the truth But you slipped Say its love But its laced with a twist Do you kiss your kids with those lips Every lie leavin stains on they pics You can front for the crowd Talk slick But your soul gotta live with that flick You can never guarantee that it is Aint no trust in your so-called biz Every deal got a side you twist Every hug got a knife in the midst Say its family say its for us Whole time tryna snatch that cut Shit just aint and never will adjust You the snake in the grass we cut Conjurin up a new way to strut Same weak heart Same cheap bluff Fresh new fit on the same old front Gold on your throat But your word got rust Do you kiss your kids with those lips With that shit that you spit from those lips You be swearin you the truth But you slipped Say its love But its laced with a twist Do you kiss your kids with those lips Every lie leavin stains on they pics You can front for the crowd Talk slick But your soul gotta live with that flickmore