fake asl
These niggas not who they seem
These niggas act so fake
These niggas act so gay
Young nigga, stay in your lane
Spin his block, no merry-go-round
We more like rotation
We don't like to hunt them down, just send your location
Brody got a pack of 'woods, and he gonna face it
I just got this money by me, man that shit adjacent
Man, I'm out here sliming shit, you can call me Jason
We keep shit one hundred around here, ain't no faking
If they see something valuable, know they're gonna take it
If they see something that's nice, man, they not gonna fade you
They gonna straight up shoot your ass, ain't no fucking blinking
Had these niggas yelling like they going super saiyan
I'm just minding my own business, counting up my bread
Last time I checked, I'm the one that kept your mouth fed
Now you telling lies, running off your mouth, eh?
I'm gonna lose my mind, blowing off my head
These niggas not who they seem
These niggas act so fake
These niggas act so gay
Young nigga, stay in your lane
Spin his block, no merry-go-round
We more like rotation
We don't like to hunt them down, just send your location
I came a long way from the fish bowl
Putting on my cross, it's too cold
Spending all your rent on some new clothes
Standing up to me, boy, you too bold
They all too pathetic, they all too pathetic
If you really hate me, stab me with a machete
These niggas so broke they still whipping a Chevy
I just sent a pack out while I'm in a telly
I really do this shit, ain't no telling me
In this room, it's dark just like it's melody
Your girlfriend still call me top five like I'm Kap G
They tried to roll up on me but we was four deep
These niggas not who they seem
These niggas act so fake
These niggas act so gay
Young nigga, stay in your lane
Spin his block, no merry-go-round
We more like rotation
We don't like to hunt them down, just send your location
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
I'll knock his fucking head off like a toupee
I'll never touch alcohol, not even D'usse
Fucked it up the last time, now we running replays
Tomorrow isn't promised but today is a new day
Nigga disrespect me, I'll cook him like a cheesesteak
Fuck that "he say, she say"
It'll go both ways
These niggas act so fake
These niggas act so gay
Young nigga, stay in your lane
Spin his block, no merry-go-round
We more like rotation
We don't like to hunt them down, just send your location
Brody got a pack of 'woods, and he gonna face it
I just got this money by me, man that shit adjacent
Man, I'm out here sliming shit, you can call me Jason
We keep shit one hundred around here, ain't no faking
If they see something valuable, know they're gonna take it
If they see something that's nice, man, they not gonna fade you
They gonna straight up shoot your ass, ain't no fucking blinking
Had these niggas yelling like they going super saiyan
I'm just minding my own business, counting up my bread
Last time I checked, I'm the one that kept your mouth fed
Now you telling lies, running off your mouth, eh?
I'm gonna lose my mind, blowing off my head
These niggas not who they seem
These niggas act so fake
These niggas act so gay
Young nigga, stay in your lane
Spin his block, no merry-go-round
We more like rotation
We don't like to hunt them down, just send your location
I came a long way from the fish bowl
Putting on my cross, it's too cold
Spending all your rent on some new clothes
Standing up to me, boy, you too bold
They all too pathetic, they all too pathetic
If you really hate me, stab me with a machete
These niggas so broke they still whipping a Chevy
I just sent a pack out while I'm in a telly
I really do this shit, ain't no telling me
In this room, it's dark just like it's melody
Your girlfriend still call me top five like I'm Kap G
They tried to roll up on me but we was four deep
These niggas not who they seem
These niggas act so fake
These niggas act so gay
Young nigga, stay in your lane
Spin his block, no merry-go-round
We more like rotation
We don't like to hunt them down, just send your location
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
I'll knock his fucking head off like a toupee
I'll never touch alcohol, not even D'usse
Fucked it up the last time, now we running replays
Tomorrow isn't promised but today is a new day
Nigga disrespect me, I'll cook him like a cheesesteak
Fuck that "he say, she say"
It'll go both ways
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Writer(s): Regii Bxnds
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