This is a song about "Fake peole"

Hit and miss these fake crips

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

All you niggas dead , dead fake

All dem niggas gonna hate

If i die before i wake

I don't believe in bein fake

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

And these fake cocksuckers fists/