This is a song about "One of you are fake"

Right flows down and they might go nice

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

You got 3 votes by fake

When the club gets played

You remind me of cartoons fake as fuck.

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

No one is ever there fake mother-fukas they just really bet you

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state