[Intro]
20 3
Doub- Doub- double how you make this?
[Chorus]
That fake love give you the chills cause you thought that shit was real
Thought your bitch was rockin' out nd' thought brody was made of steel
Don't go pop in that bitch head cause that shit get niggas killed
I got mud all in my shoes, I been walkin' through the fields
Got my head all in the clouds, bitch i'm booted off the pills
Nd' no it ain't no lackin', bein' blicked a package deal
Scared to let somebody close, I think ain't nobody real
She gon' label me too gangster cause I won't say how I feel
[Verse 1]
Look
She ain't really knowin' how I feel, she doesn't need to know
Niggas crashin' out for fame, they dyin' the most
Bitch i'm coastin' off the meds, fuck drivin' a boat
Those niggas stuck on red lights, they not finna go
But say love? Can you love me at my worst?
Imma tote my own strap, ain't gotta put it in your purse
All my money from the streets, the blick the only thing that works
She like "What the blick do?", this bitch puts niggas in the dirt
She want me for romance, tryina fuck nd' hold hands
Niggas broke with no bands, tryina get some more friends
Baby I don't need niggas, put my trust in no man
Put the fully back on semi, watch the GG slow dance
23 like Mikey, 23s take lives
He a bitch, but got a staap; nigga you a straight dike
Gettin' loes from these hows, nigga you can die that same night
Nigga fuck a red bull, we pop perks nd' take flight
[Chorus]
That fake love give you the chills cause you thought that shit was real
Thought your bitch was rockin' out nd' thought brody was made of steel
Don't go pop in that bitch head cause that shit get niggas killed
I got mud all in my shoes, I been walkin' through the fields
Got my head all in the clouds, bitch i'm booted off the pills
Nd' no it ain't no lackin', bein' blicked a package deal
Scared to let somebody close, I think ain't nobody real
She gon' label me too gangster cause I won't say how I feel
[Verse 2]
Niggas out here thirsty for some fame, grow up
Niggas mad that we fuckin' all they bitches, so what?
Tell bro bring the trap through the hood nd' go nuts
We got niggas speakin' on us that don't even know us
Niggas talkin' to them people, man I don't condone that
Every day a new loaf, this is not a throwback
Wish I was born a different time, this generation so whack
I been really with them niggas tryina push his fro back
Difference between me and you? Is you a bitch nigga
I be scared to post a pic, you see the stick in it
Nd' you better your chain, yhea we strip niggas
I be posted in L.A with my crip niggas
Puttin' that shit on like everyday, that shit a fashion show
Niggas always say they gettin' money, they be cappin' though
Brother I ain't trip about the bitch, you can have the hoe
Niggas always say what they gon' do, we just laugh at those