Released on September 5, 2019

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[Intro: Counterfeit]

2019

Counterfeit in the booth (bexy, bexy)

Yeah, yeah


[Verse 1: Counterfeit]

Full of bars cause I got vision

You got bars cause you’re in prison

I got flow, I got precision

Make the law, you sign petition

Snakes in the grass, just hand me the rake

Stripes over checks cause I ain’t no Drake

Ye over Drizzy, I don’t fuck with fake

Droppin every month, never take no break

Thought I was playing, now this for real

Jump in the back and just hand me the wheel

I get the bag like my name Gucci Mane

Chasing the fame while I look for acclaim


[Chorus: Counterfeit]

I got the plaques, getting the stacks

Pull up and dash, coupe never crash

One hit and done, they never last

Their fifteen minutes be running out fast

I got the plaques, getting the stacks

Pull up and dash, coupe never crash

One hit and done, they never last

Their fifteen minutes be running out fast


[Verse 2: Counterfeit]

I got the plaques but they want me to fail

They got no proof and I can’t pay the bail

Ruin the balance, I’m tipping the scale

Song got a tag but this shit ain’t for sale

Settled my beefs but I’m ready for more

Tired of peace so I’m waging the war

Will not stop ‘till I settle the score

Taking the crown in the crowd like I'm Thor

I’m on the stage while you sit in the bleachers

Giving a sermon like I am the preacher

Counter and Bexy, that’s double the feature

You think I’m done, this is only the teaser


[Verse 3: Lil Bitch]

I got the plaques, I got the stacks

Your verse so trash, I mailed that shit back

When shit goes down, I pull out the mac

Ball on the court like my name is Shaq

Stealing my flow, I’ll steal your hoe

Murder in a pack like a sea of crows

When I go low, I gon be lower

Always on the go, I never be sober

Married to money, I don’t got a ring

I’m more like Google, you more like that Bing

Flex so hard cause I got all that bling

Say I’ll drop fall when I really mean spring

Throwing these shots like I am the pitcher

This is my come-up, all the haters be that bitter

Making these hits so I only get richer

Dropping the heat so it’s summer in the winter


[Chorus: Counterfeit]

I got the plaques, getting the stacks

Pull up and dash, coupe never crash

One hit and done, they never last

Their fifteen minutes be running out fast

I got the plaques, getting the stacks

Pull up and dash, coupe never crash

One hit and done, they never last

Their fifteen minutes be running out fast


[Producer Tag: Becksuses]

Bexy, bexy