This is a song about "Friends are fake"

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Say it simple but these fake kids are fearful and speechless

Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Your friends are left wondering how

I gotta tell you right now

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Fake rappers are spotted whether black or white like dalmatians,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Thanks to all the fake friends ive had in the past, i have to keep searching

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Yeah keep laughing, you and your fake-ass friends/

They are snakes they are, fake they tryna take away our pride,

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right