This is a song about "Fake ass friends stealing"

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Enough is enough with your fake ass lines

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

And it's time to make a real native separation from the fake friends

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

I dont need fake friends i dont take ends

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

So here i am at the store for some chips

Im not pious to this fake ass religions,

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice