Fake Luv!

Ouh ouh
Yeah yeah

Money round me, bitches say they love me now
She was throwing shade, I bet she fuck me now
Now they say they need my help to make it out
I know if they had the chance, they would love to take me out

Bitch, I can tell you showing fake love
Baby I can tell you showing fake love
I know that you full of fake love
When I got status, your demeanor changed up
I can tell you showing fake love
Baby I can tell you showing fake love
I know that you full of fake love
When I got status, your demeanor changed up

Don't look at me like you fucking innocent
Only hit me up cause I got Benjamins
I was all alone when I was fucking broke
Now I got a bag, and I got plenty friends
You see me up, but don't know what the fuck it took
I'm fucked up in the head, but that ain't how it look
They see me with the juice, I got em fucking shook
They want to ride my wave, but that ship fucking sunk
You want it right away, you gotta hustle for it
Gotta get inside your bag, and focus on what's important
I took off with no jet lag on these fucking hoes
I made a song and split racks with my fucking bros
Not my ex, you just some bitch that I was fucking on
Ain't stunting you, I already know you fucking told
You say you love Young Star, you don't fool me at all
All my aliens with me, you know that we gon ball

Bitch, I can tell you showing fake love
Baby I can tell you showing fake love
I know that you full of fake love
When I got status, your demeanor changed up
I can tell you showing fake love
Baby I can tell you showing fake love
I know that you full of fake love
When I got status, your demeanor changed up

When I got status, your demeanor changed up
UAOP



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Writer(s): Christian Evans
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