This is a song about "Your fake hair"

Its either your real or your fake - no in between

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Didn't you here there was a callback on your fake ass shit

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Enough is enough with your fake ass lines

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

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

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair,

I'm everything that they call nice

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies