Fakish (feat. Sleepy Hallow)
Come hold me close
Just let me know
If you're here through thick and thin
Come hold me close
Baby, I know
That we'll make it to the end (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Niggas be switchin', I'm not with the fake shit
Not a soul in this world that I'm chasin'
Reposado got her ass shakin'
When you get the money, then they start to hatin'
You don't love me, could tell that you fakin'
Wanna hang with the guys, now I'm sanctioned
Wait on my turn, baby, I was patient
Still with the guys that be ready to flame shit
Prince of the winners, my W up
And the baddest of bitches want me in they club
Comin' up to me, "Bezzy, what's up?"
Only be in my face when I'm bustin' it up
Finally saw your true colors inside
I cannot trust a bitch who is not one of mine
And she be wastin' my time
Don't hit up my line 'cause I'm hittin' decline
Bend it over one more time
Life is a movie, I'm hittin' rewind
She a groupie, she hittin' my guys
Sharin' is carin', you know that I'm kind
If you with it, I'm with it
No kissin', no tellin' if we did it, we did it
Goin' through it, so yeah, I been sippin'
Goin' ghost on 'em, yeah, I been dippin'
He ain't no stepper, gotta step aside
He ain't tough, he's just cappin' on live
Like when a opp die, give bro a high five
Took ya thootiana, made her mine
Like why would I cuff it? It was just a vibe
Send her back when I'm done with her spine
Told bro, "If I die, don't cry"
Nigga send me some opps in the sky
Keep a Glock, ain't no regular guy
I be thinking, "Who better than I?"
She a Leo, all she do is lie
She be lovin' on me and the guys
Open up, girl, I got a surprise
It's an opp in the spot, he fried
It's too late, he can't get a revive
CoD, ain't no hittin' her, bye
Like, bitch, I'm a winner, my W up
And the baddest of bitches want Sleepy to fuck
Who? What?
Nigga duckin', I know that's ya bitch, but she givin' it up
Niggas be switchin', I'm not with the fake shit
Not a soul in this world that I'm chasin'
Reposado got her ass shakin'
When you get the money, then they start to hatin'
You don't love me, could tell that you fakin'
Wanna hang with the guys, now I'm sanctioned
Wait on my turn, baby, I was patient
Still with the guys that be ready to flame shit
Come hold me close
Just let me know
If you're here through thick and thin
Come hold me close
Baby, I know
That we'll ma-
Just let me know
If you're here through thick and thin
Come hold me close
Baby, I know
That we'll make it to the end (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Niggas be switchin', I'm not with the fake shit
Not a soul in this world that I'm chasin'
Reposado got her ass shakin'
When you get the money, then they start to hatin'
You don't love me, could tell that you fakin'
Wanna hang with the guys, now I'm sanctioned
Wait on my turn, baby, I was patient
Still with the guys that be ready to flame shit
Prince of the winners, my W up
And the baddest of bitches want me in they club
Comin' up to me, "Bezzy, what's up?"
Only be in my face when I'm bustin' it up
Finally saw your true colors inside
I cannot trust a bitch who is not one of mine
And she be wastin' my time
Don't hit up my line 'cause I'm hittin' decline
Bend it over one more time
Life is a movie, I'm hittin' rewind
She a groupie, she hittin' my guys
Sharin' is carin', you know that I'm kind
If you with it, I'm with it
No kissin', no tellin' if we did it, we did it
Goin' through it, so yeah, I been sippin'
Goin' ghost on 'em, yeah, I been dippin'
He ain't no stepper, gotta step aside
He ain't tough, he's just cappin' on live
Like when a opp die, give bro a high five
Took ya thootiana, made her mine
Like why would I cuff it? It was just a vibe
Send her back when I'm done with her spine
Told bro, "If I die, don't cry"
Nigga send me some opps in the sky
Keep a Glock, ain't no regular guy
I be thinking, "Who better than I?"
She a Leo, all she do is lie
She be lovin' on me and the guys
Open up, girl, I got a surprise
It's an opp in the spot, he fried
It's too late, he can't get a revive
CoD, ain't no hittin' her, bye
Like, bitch, I'm a winner, my W up
And the baddest of bitches want Sleepy to fuck
Who? What?
Nigga duckin', I know that's ya bitch, but she givin' it up
Niggas be switchin', I'm not with the fake shit
Not a soul in this world that I'm chasin'
Reposado got her ass shakin'
When you get the money, then they start to hatin'
You don't love me, could tell that you fakin'
Wanna hang with the guys, now I'm sanctioned
Wait on my turn, baby, I was patient
Still with the guys that be ready to flame shit
Come hold me close
Just let me know
If you're here through thick and thin
Come hold me close
Baby, I know
That we'll ma-
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Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers, Elijah Quamina
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