Fake_0pps

[Part I]

[Intro]
(Ax go crazy, man)

[Verse]
These niggas be fake opps (These niggas be fake opps)
Fuck it, we just got the drop (Fuck it, we just got the drop)
Fuck it, gon' let off some shots (Fuck it, gon' let off some—)
Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop (I can't stop)
Fuck it, we lit and they not (Fuck it, we lit and they not)
I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot (I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot)
Them niggas play, cross 'em out (Them niggas play, cross 'em out)
You know I be sippin' a lot (You know I be sippin' a lot)
These niggas be fake opps (Pew)
Fuck it, we just got the drop (Fuck it, we just got the drop)
Fuck it, gon' let off some shots (Fuck it, gon' lеt off some shots)
Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop (Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop)
Fuck it, wе lit and they not (Fuck it, we lit and they not)
I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot (I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot)
Them niggas play, cross 'em out (Play, cross 'em out)
You know I be sippin' a lot

[Part II]

[Intro]
(Ax go crazy, man)
Twin tryna catch a head shot, uh, uh, uh
Young nigga tryna— uh, uh, uh
These niggas, they be— uh, uh, uh
I'm in the Hellcat— uh, uh, uh
Ha, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
(Phew) Twin tryna catch a face shot
Yeah, he tryna take a nigga face off
I swear these rap niggas, they be fake opps
Ayy, y'all niggas hoes, we'll ho y'all
My bitch, she bad, ain't got no flaw
How you still broke? Yeah, that's your fault
Yeah, that nigga got whacked tryna show off
Fuck these hundreds, finna blow 'em all
Fuck that money, finna blow it all
FN on me even in the mall
Catch him lackin', yeah, he better not fall
That nigga, oh, he been fell off
Them niggas mad 'cause I'm well off

[Verse]
I got that bitch doin'— mm-mm
I got that bitch doin' handstands
Diamonds on me and they prancin'
I'm made some money, we livin'
New diamonds on me, they dancin'
I wake up and spend this lil' backend
They only get money in past tense
Them niggas slow, we been passed them
Yeah, I been ballin' on niggas with no rim
Yeah, I been flexin' on niggas with no gym
Them niggas trash, man, so we don't know them
Ha, them niggas lame, we gon' ho them
Them niggas lame, we gon'—
Them niggas lame, we gon' ho them
(Them niggas lame, we gon' ho them)

[Chorus]
(Phew) Twin tryna catch a face shot
Yeah, he tryna take a nigga face off
I swear these rap niggas, they be fake opps
Ayy, y'all niggas hoes, we'll ho y'all
My bitch, she bad, ain't got no flaw
How you still broke? Yeah, that's your fault
Yeah, that nigga got whacked tryna show off
Fuck these hundreds, finna blow 'em all
Fuck that money, finna blow it all
FN on me even in the mall
Catch him lackin', yeah, he better not fall
That nigga, oh, he been fell off
Them niggas mad 'cause I'm well off