This is a song about "Thots and fake niggas"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

How these fake niggas gettin so famous.

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

For pushing me to my limits fake niggas can blow me

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

These fake niggas just a waste of my time

And fake friends need some therapy.

Look it something they can't ever see

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Low income no bills getting paid

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies