This is a song about "Faking"

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Bares snacking, faking aching, this feeling isn't mistaken,

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

I'm taking shots, y'all faking knots, conscious? i'm paid to talk it,

Every smile i was faking, every promise was breaking,

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

If i look content i'm a lot better at faking now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

Listening to aston martin music music

But there's no need to be hating, im just really faking,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

This time it's for real, i'm not faking out/

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

So don't be mistaking me for some faking mc,

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music