This is a song about "U about that fake shit"

That's the shit that we address, admire how we talk about it,

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Ask around about me, niggas know i spit that real shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

But all the that shit that u talked i embraced it!

And my niggas say that dope is fake

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

U made this fake life of yours but you can't live it

U about to get murdered b

Please boo what's your size crazy

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

And not say shit about it on the next day don't do that shit. fuck all that bullshit