Industry Fake

Industry fake and you know it
Your hair is fake you should grow it
Go get a dildo then blow it
Why your friends acting heroic
I don't sip tea pass the lemonade
Go ahead and name it i'm hella paid
Body guards strapped up in escalades
I don't got time for your escapades
I elevate but you show up late
They cant do it so they show this hate
Tell my competition throw in bate
Name any beat that i never ate

I body bitches like wrestling
Fuck all the gossiping, you in my air and i need some oxygen
Run the country from New York nigga fucka the Washington bitch

The coupe, the Lambo, the house, the jet
None of you own it (but i wanna own it)
The bitches, the riches, you flossing with money but most of you corny
The coupe, the Lambo, the house, the jet
None of you own it (but i wanna own it)
The bitches, the riches, you flossing with money but most of you corny

I'm not an Instagram hoe
These bitches come and they go
Come and they go
I leave them asking for more
I'm feeding these hoes
I'm feeding these hoes
I'm feeding
I'm feeding
I'm feeding
I'm feeding these hoes

Feeding these hoes
I'm reading these hoes
Eat it, eat it
When you done I made some mo', I'm never home
I'm on the road, I gotta go
Different state, different country, different show
Got a white bitch look like Marilyn Monroe
My bitches cold take them out the freezer go let them thaw
Gold hoops but they not finna' ball
I am the shit I need a stall
They know i'm coming tell them to stall
I walk you crawl, I came i saw
I need that cookie dough, I like it raw
Hunnit bands, Hunnit bands, Hunnit bands
I took a hit now I'm out here in lala land
I'm bout them dollars man, flick it up for the gram then i go smoke a gram bitch

The coupe, the Lambo, the house, the jet
None of you own it (but i wanna own it)
The bitches, the riches, you flossing with money but most of you corny
The coupe, the Lambo, the house, the jet
None of you own it (but i wanna own it)
The bitches, the riches, you flossing with money but most of you corny

I'm not an Instagram hoe
These bitches come and they go
Come and they go
I leave them asking for more
I'm feeding these hoes
I'm feeding these hoes
I'm feeding
I'm feeding
I'm feeding
I'm feeding these hoes

Iced da pacific, we don't do no civics
These hoes ain't specific
Crib, sicker then a clinic, nailed it, no acrylics yeah
G Wagon keep me lifted
Nigga's talking hieroglyphics, baby u should pay a visit
We could show den how we did it
All them birds like to mimic, new day, same bitch different gimmick yeah they all ignorant
Only come thru if its cash, get it wet cause i'ma blast
I don't say nun if they don't ask, give em time in exchange for money bags
Yeah
Get my weave in a 1b, I got hits like who punched me
Eating it up like lunch meat uhhhh I guess I'm hungry



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Writer(s): Justine Magomo
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