No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
Bullets flying, fake homies lying
Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
And fake friends need some therapy.
Look it something they can't ever see
I feel good, i look great
I don't believe in bein fake
Fake based in the area
Oh, mama got a visa
Murder all your artists
And these fake cocksuckers fists/
All you niggas dead , dead fake
Talk sharp like a razor blade
With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help
Then called her dickface, she call the connect
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