FAKENGGAS
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (he keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (bitch, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang
But I cannot hang with 'em (no, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't fuck with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't fuck with no fake niggas
No, I can't fuck with no fake niggas
I can't fuck with no fake bitches
No, I can't fuck with no fake bitches
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' bitch, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my bitch
Yeah, we get like too high (we getting geeked up)
Yeah, I put that hoe on the X
Now she piped up, she getting piped down, yo
I put that ho on that Oxy' and codeine
Now that ho geeked up, yo
Yeah, I'm on some Oxy' and motherfuckin' codeine
Lil' bitch, I'm geeked out, yo
Yeah, Balenciaga boots so big
These niggas get stomped out
Hold on, hold up
Yeah, I'm doing tricks in this bitch
No, I don't skate, but I'm on my motherfuckin' grind
And I'm doing tricks in this bitch
No, I don't skate, but if that lil' hoe fine
Then I'll perform a trick for that bitch
I took her out on a date, I took her straight to my room
Then I hopped in that bitch (uh, yeah-yeah)
Diamonds on all my neck and my wrist, lil' bitch (uh, yeah-yeah)
I'm shinin' 'cause I'm a vampire
You could get bit, lil' bitch (uh, yeah-yeah)
I'm ballin' like a motherfuckin' umpire
I put lean in the pitcher (uh)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, and niggas can't touch my bitch (nah)
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (he keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (bitch, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang
But I cannot hang with 'em (no, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't fuck with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't fuck with no fake niggas
No, I can't fuck with no fake niggas
I can't fuck with no fake bitches
No, I can't fuck with no fake bitches
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' bitch, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my bitch
Yeah, we get like too high
Yeah, and I keep some motherfuckin' cash on me (I got some cash on me)
Every time that I move (uh), gotta keep my bag on me (gotta keep my bag)
If I hit that lil' bitch (uh), she gon' try to brag on me (she gon' try to brag)
If I fuck on that hoe (uh), she gon' try to nag on me (she gon' try to nag)
We in that Lamb' chopped truck (yeah), the insides red meat (the insides red meat)
Fucking this badass bitch (whoa), her insides red-pink (her insides red-pink)
Yeah, I let the K-Pop, ho (yeah), I'm goin' BLACKPINK (I'm goin' BLACKPINK)
Yeah, can't let main hoe go (whoa), for that lil' lame ting (for that lame ting)
Yeah, I let the lame hoe go, then hopped on the cash ting (hopped on the cash)
Yeah, I switched my focus up, then hopped in my bag, man (yeah, I hopped in my bag)
Yeah, I'm on some all black shit, you would think I was Batman (you would think I was Batman)
Yeah, I'm on the phone with my plug, tell that boy, "Send the whole thang" (yeah)
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (he keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (bitch, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang
But I cannot hang with 'em (no, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't fuck with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't fuck with no fake niggas
No, I can't fuck with no fake niggas
I can't fuck with no fake bitches
No, I can't fuck with no fake bitches
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' bitch, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my bitch
Yeah, we get like too high (we getting geeked up)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (bitch, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang
But I cannot hang with 'em (no, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't fuck with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't fuck with no fake niggas
No, I can't fuck with no fake niggas
I can't fuck with no fake bitches
No, I can't fuck with no fake bitches
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' bitch, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my bitch
Yeah, we get like too high (we getting geeked up)
Yeah, I put that hoe on the X
Now she piped up, she getting piped down, yo
I put that ho on that Oxy' and codeine
Now that ho geeked up, yo
Yeah, I'm on some Oxy' and motherfuckin' codeine
Lil' bitch, I'm geeked out, yo
Yeah, Balenciaga boots so big
These niggas get stomped out
Hold on, hold up
Yeah, I'm doing tricks in this bitch
No, I don't skate, but I'm on my motherfuckin' grind
And I'm doing tricks in this bitch
No, I don't skate, but if that lil' hoe fine
Then I'll perform a trick for that bitch
I took her out on a date, I took her straight to my room
Then I hopped in that bitch (uh, yeah-yeah)
Diamonds on all my neck and my wrist, lil' bitch (uh, yeah-yeah)
I'm shinin' 'cause I'm a vampire
You could get bit, lil' bitch (uh, yeah-yeah)
I'm ballin' like a motherfuckin' umpire
I put lean in the pitcher (uh)
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, and niggas can't touch my bitch (nah)
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (he keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (bitch, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang
But I cannot hang with 'em (no, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't fuck with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't fuck with no fake niggas
No, I can't fuck with no fake niggas
I can't fuck with no fake bitches
No, I can't fuck with no fake bitches
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' bitch, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my bitch
Yeah, we get like too high
Yeah, and I keep some motherfuckin' cash on me (I got some cash on me)
Every time that I move (uh), gotta keep my bag on me (gotta keep my bag)
If I hit that lil' bitch (uh), she gon' try to brag on me (she gon' try to brag)
If I fuck on that hoe (uh), she gon' try to nag on me (she gon' try to nag)
We in that Lamb' chopped truck (yeah), the insides red meat (the insides red meat)
Fucking this badass bitch (whoa), her insides red-pink (her insides red-pink)
Yeah, I let the K-Pop, ho (yeah), I'm goin' BLACKPINK (I'm goin' BLACKPINK)
Yeah, can't let main hoe go (whoa), for that lil' lame ting (for that lame ting)
Yeah, I let the lame hoe go, then hopped on the cash ting (hopped on the cash)
Yeah, I switched my focus up, then hopped in my bag, man (yeah, I hopped in my bag)
Yeah, I'm on some all black shit, you would think I was Batman (you would think I was Batman)
Yeah, I'm on the phone with my plug, tell that boy, "Send the whole thang" (yeah)
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (he keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (bitch, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang
But I cannot hang with 'em (no, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't fuck with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't fuck with no fake niggas
No, I can't fuck with no fake niggas
I can't fuck with no fake bitches
No, I can't fuck with no fake bitches
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' bitch, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my bitch
Yeah, we get like too high (we getting geeked up)
Credits
Writer(s): Arman Andican, Bobby Sandimanie Iii, Stefan Lucian Cismigiu
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