This is a song about "Yall fake ass bitches"

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

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

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass

Bitches try to fake me, but they know they'll never shake me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Check me in the placenta noticing yall bitches agendas

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

For the sake of all money,this is fake yall funny

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money