This is a song about "Fake fr"

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

You can't unwind it. rising and climbing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

I got fake people, chomping down.

I better get my gown

All these fake shady's commence utilize

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

And my niggas say that dope is fake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Ur love was always fake