Fake in You
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy, shit Atleast she calling
When she call my phone, turn away ignore it
You wanna be around, you see me balling
Stabbed me right in my back, so deep you made me fall in yea yea
6 feet under, fell right in my coffin mhmm
You want ya man back, too late you lost em yea
Too busy popping these Percocets mhmm
I deal with the pain, I feel it in my chest yea
Reminiscing bout that perky sex
Swavorski crystals all on my neck
Or
I Rock the chain wit the VVS
And if a nigga gotta problem, aiming for his vest mhmm
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
Kartier frames I could see the fake in you mhmm
The way you moving, I like the things you do
I mixed Givenchy wit the jimmy choo
Diamonds all on ya frame hit Elliot for the ring yea
You wasn't with me, had to walk in the rain
Eliantte diamonds, dancing on my chain
Mixed the purp with Fanta, had to make codeine
All these Adderalls is just hitting my soul
Left-right, which way do I go?
I stabbed my friend in his back, he had to go mhm
Can't deal with the fake shit, can't deal with it no more
Kicked the bitch from the front, feds coming from the back door
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
Walk in the rain
Rain
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy, shit Atleast she calling
When she call my phone, turn away ignore it
You wanna be around, you see me balling
Stabbed me right in my back, so deep you made me fall in yea yea
6 feet under, fell right in my coffin mhmm
You want ya man back, too late you lost em yea
Too busy popping these Percocets mhmm
I deal with the pain, I feel it in my chest yea
Reminiscing bout that perky sex
Swavorski crystals all on my neck
Or
I Rock the chain wit the VVS
And if a nigga gotta problem, aiming for his vest mhmm
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
Kartier frames I could see the fake in you mhmm
The way you moving, I like the things you do
I mixed Givenchy wit the jimmy choo
Diamonds all on ya frame hit Elliot for the ring yea
You wasn't with me, had to walk in the rain
Eliantte diamonds, dancing on my chain
Mixed the purp with Fanta, had to make codeine
All these Adderalls is just hitting my soul
Left-right, which way do I go?
I stabbed my friend in his back, he had to go mhm
Can't deal with the fake shit, can't deal with it no more
Kicked the bitch from the front, feds coming from the back door
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
She could call me crazy shit at least she calling
It feels better when we fucking in this penthouse ooh
Mix the Givenchy with red bottom
Got a couple Amiri jeans out of patron too
And I need 25 every time I fucking making a move
With these Cartier frames, I could see the fake in you
Busted out the bando Jugg I need it right now
She calling my phone so much, cause I lay the pipe down
Walk in the rain
Rain
Credits
Writer(s): Efrain Serrano
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