This is a song about "Opps and fake bitches"

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

When fake bitches see people they haven't seen in years

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Hit and miss these fake crips

I've been forsaken by these snakes, and i'll kill every fake,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Outta all them fucking fake bitches i thought you were the truest

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Everything ain't what it seems

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

They all sit back and dont even realise its fake

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

And can perfectly fake his state of emotion