FAKE FOE'S
I can't fuck with no fake hoe
I can't fuck with no fake bro
Thought he real but I ain't know
That he fuckin with shawty
Niggas switch how I change Clothes
Shoulda knew that he shady
That day he had left me
That's that shit that made me
Don't fuck with these niggas
Put that shit on baby
He got with lul shawty
And then I went crazy
Cause that was my brotha
I found out he fakin
That shit hit me hard
But now I'm paper chasing
Ain't no time for waiting
Must open yo mind
And let that bitch awaken
Yo homeboy don't fuck
With you he was just fakin
Whole lotta money count a Bankroll
Tryna get the dip like Queso
Married to the paper
Won't switch for no stank hoe
Tryna catch the bag
But that bitch on take off
Reach for this 44
That bitch blow up face off
My team the champs
Yeah we winning the playoffs
Straight for the chip
Yeah I'm bout to go take off
Bitch I'm the alpha
You Niggas omega
A lot of long nights
That I just had to stay up
And pray for my way up
This a full court shot
Bitch this ain't no layup
I just do me that's
Why these niggas hate us
They go off assumptions
They try to degrade us
But that's motivation
Cause I got some haters
Don't know what I been through
Don't know what had made me
Got me fucked up
When I found out
That you played me
Niggas be greedy
They also be shady
I don't give a fuck
About you or yo lady
You don't got no whip
But Yo girl whip Mercedes
I get that cash
Yeah I throw it like Brady
Dunk on that hoe
Like Tracy McGrady
Tbh with you I ain't got no time For you fake bitches
None of you Fake niggas, I'm tryna get this Money
I can't fuck with no fake hoes
I can't fuck with no fake bro
Thought he real but I ain't know
That he fuckin with shawty
Niggas switch how I change Clothes
Shoulda knew that he shady
That day he had left me
That's that shit that made me
Don't fuck with these niggas
Put that shit on baby
He got with lul shawty
And then I went crazy
Cause that was my brotha
I found out he fakin
That shit hit me hard
But now I'm paper chasing
Ain't no time for waiting
Must open yo mind
And let that bitch awaken
Yo homeboy don't fuck
With you he was just fakin
Whole lotta money count a Bankroll
Tryna get the dip like Queso
Married to the paper
Won't switch for no stank hoe
Tryna catch the bag
But that bitch on take off
Reach for this 44
That bitch blow up face off
My team the champs
We winning the playoffs
Straight for the chip
Yeah I'm bout to go take off
Bitch I'm the alpha
You Niggas omega
A lot of long nights
That I just had to stay up
And pray for my way up
This a full court shot
Bitch this ain't no layup
I just do me that's
Why these niggas hate us
They go off assumptions
They try to degrade us
But that's motivation
Cause I got some haters
Don't know what I been through
Don't know what had made me
Got me fucked up
When I found out
That you played me
Niggas be greedy
They also be shady
I don't give a fuck
About you or yo lady
You don't got no whip
But Yo girl whip Mercedes
I get that cash yeah
I throw it like Brady
Dunk on that hoe
Like Tracy McGrady
Man man man
Once a fucking again
Niggas folding over bitches man
Shit I shoulda just
Seen that shit coming
It's my own fault
Yeah bro
Ain't nobody
As hot as me
Dripped out Look
Like I hit a robbery
Jackpot
Just like I hit the lottery
Used to livin everyday
Stuck in poverty
Shit wasn't equal
We ain't have equality
Livin life fast
I'm livin it properly
I ain't have A's
But I'm still a prodigy
Straight to the top
Ain't nobody stopping me
Took the baddest bitch
Put her in some Prada jeans
Talked to mama and she said that She proud of me
Workin overtime yeah
They get a lot of me
My boy jimmy whippin
Honda No Odyssey
Yo bitch be friendly
And you just show modesty
Took her to the crib
And gave her pipe properly
When she go home
She walk through the door Awkwardly
Next words she say bae get on Top of me
I can't fuck with no fake bro
Thought he real but I ain't know
That he fuckin with shawty
Niggas switch how I change Clothes
Shoulda knew that he shady
That day he had left me
That's that shit that made me
Don't fuck with these niggas
Put that shit on baby
He got with lul shawty
And then I went crazy
Cause that was my brotha
I found out he fakin
That shit hit me hard
But now I'm paper chasing
Ain't no time for waiting
Must open yo mind
And let that bitch awaken
Yo homeboy don't fuck
With you he was just fakin
Whole lotta money count a Bankroll
Tryna get the dip like Queso
Married to the paper
Won't switch for no stank hoe
Tryna catch the bag
But that bitch on take off
Reach for this 44
That bitch blow up face off
My team the champs
Yeah we winning the playoffs
Straight for the chip
Yeah I'm bout to go take off
Bitch I'm the alpha
You Niggas omega
A lot of long nights
That I just had to stay up
And pray for my way up
This a full court shot
Bitch this ain't no layup
I just do me that's
Why these niggas hate us
They go off assumptions
They try to degrade us
But that's motivation
Cause I got some haters
Don't know what I been through
Don't know what had made me
Got me fucked up
When I found out
That you played me
Niggas be greedy
They also be shady
I don't give a fuck
About you or yo lady
You don't got no whip
But Yo girl whip Mercedes
I get that cash
Yeah I throw it like Brady
Dunk on that hoe
Like Tracy McGrady
Tbh with you I ain't got no time For you fake bitches
None of you Fake niggas, I'm tryna get this Money
I can't fuck with no fake hoes
I can't fuck with no fake bro
Thought he real but I ain't know
That he fuckin with shawty
Niggas switch how I change Clothes
Shoulda knew that he shady
That day he had left me
That's that shit that made me
Don't fuck with these niggas
Put that shit on baby
He got with lul shawty
And then I went crazy
Cause that was my brotha
I found out he fakin
That shit hit me hard
But now I'm paper chasing
Ain't no time for waiting
Must open yo mind
And let that bitch awaken
Yo homeboy don't fuck
With you he was just fakin
Whole lotta money count a Bankroll
Tryna get the dip like Queso
Married to the paper
Won't switch for no stank hoe
Tryna catch the bag
But that bitch on take off
Reach for this 44
That bitch blow up face off
My team the champs
We winning the playoffs
Straight for the chip
Yeah I'm bout to go take off
Bitch I'm the alpha
You Niggas omega
A lot of long nights
That I just had to stay up
And pray for my way up
This a full court shot
Bitch this ain't no layup
I just do me that's
Why these niggas hate us
They go off assumptions
They try to degrade us
But that's motivation
Cause I got some haters
Don't know what I been through
Don't know what had made me
Got me fucked up
When I found out
That you played me
Niggas be greedy
They also be shady
I don't give a fuck
About you or yo lady
You don't got no whip
But Yo girl whip Mercedes
I get that cash yeah
I throw it like Brady
Dunk on that hoe
Like Tracy McGrady
Man man man
Once a fucking again
Niggas folding over bitches man
Shit I shoulda just
Seen that shit coming
It's my own fault
Yeah bro
Ain't nobody
As hot as me
Dripped out Look
Like I hit a robbery
Jackpot
Just like I hit the lottery
Used to livin everyday
Stuck in poverty
Shit wasn't equal
We ain't have equality
Livin life fast
I'm livin it properly
I ain't have A's
But I'm still a prodigy
Straight to the top
Ain't nobody stopping me
Took the baddest bitch
Put her in some Prada jeans
Talked to mama and she said that She proud of me
Workin overtime yeah
They get a lot of me
My boy jimmy whippin
Honda No Odyssey
Yo bitch be friendly
And you just show modesty
Took her to the crib
And gave her pipe properly
When she go home
She walk through the door Awkwardly
Next words she say bae get on Top of me
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Writer(s): Mikel Sosa
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