​​fake shit

[Intro]
What the fuck are you talking about, okay? I'm your partner, okay?
You're not gonna trust me with that kind of thing, who the fuck you're gonna trust?
(Bi-Bi-Bitch)

[Verse]
You know we sipping on Wock' tonight
Smoking back to back 'woods, it got me feeling right
I got some Oxy's in my system, got me so high
We taking LSD, I feel like I can touch the sky
Fuck a cut, I'ma drink it dry
I'ma pour a four, I said fuck a line
Scoring pint after pint, now I'm losing track of time
Yeah, we on the road with the drank, it's time to drink and drive
Yeah, we staying up every night but I know she not my type
She hate when I don't reply
She hate when I make her cry
She hit up my phone like "Come over Shine"
Cup full of the pint (Yeah)
Yeah, gas get me right

[Outro]
Yeah, we stay there with the same shit, same shit
All I need is patience, patience
Got me up in your playlist, I hate this
Yeah, I've been on the same shit, same shit
Now we back to the basics, basics
Just stop it with that fake shit, fake shit
I know that I create it, create it
Now I wanna spend more time with you
Tell me what you wanna do
Had to make bands on my own
Dropping a four, you dropping a deuce