[Intro: Becksuses]
Bexy, bexy, bexy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
What, damn, okay, let's get it
[Verse 1: Becksuses]
Bitches wanna fucking go up in my fucking lane
I just wanna go out, I just see it in my brain
Pull up with the same, yeah, pull up with the same
Pull up with the same, yeah, pull up with the same
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same
I just got the brain shit, I just got the brain
I just got the Kay, bitch, I just got the Kay
Pull up with the Kay, bitch, I just got the Kay
AK-47, yeah, that's my fucking strain
[Bridge: Counterfeit]
Yeah, that's my fucking strain
Pull up with the same
Pull up in your lane
Pull up in your lane
Hold up, yeah (yeah)
[Chorus: Counterfeit]
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same (the same)
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same (the same)
I be on my gang shit, pull out with the gang (yeah)
My life like Atari cause everything a game (a game)
[Verse 2: Counterfeit]
You copy my cadence, why you got my flow? (why though?)
Why they always hating? Wish that I could know, yeah
Wish that I could know, uh, I just be the pro, yeah
Gold on my neck, yeah you gotta watch it glow
Yeah, you gotta watch it glow in the middle of the night (night)
I got people 'round me always lookin' for a fight
They be looking for a fight (yeah), looking for a fight
Mix that yellow with the green, I just call it Mike & Ike (shh), yeah
[Chorus: Counterfeit]
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same (the same)
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same (the same)
Swerving in your lane shit, swervin' in your lane
I be on my gang shit, pull up with the gang like-
[Verse 3: Counterfeit]
Woah, woah, I got lots of flows like
Woah, woah (woah), see me at the show
I said I'm up next (yeah), I just got Patek (ch)
But I still rock the G-Shock cause I don't wanna flex, yeah
I don't wanna flex but I feel like I be blessed (blessed)
I just order cane when I'm in the private jet
I be ridin' round the world, I be jettin' in your city (let's go)
I just land in Philly, bout to go and link with Gritty, I just-
[Chorus: Counterfeit]
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same (the same)
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same (the same)
My track in your head, it be stuck up in your brain (brain)
'Bout to reach the fame, I be jumpin' in the frame (yeah)
[Outro: Counterfeit & Becksuses]
Hold up, yeah
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same
(yeah, yeah, aye, what, yeah, okay, let's get it)
Pull up with the same shit, pull up with the same
(yeah, yeah, aye, what, yeah, okay, let's get it)
I be on my gang shit, pull out with the gang
(yeah, damn, let's get it)
My life like Atari cause everything a game
(yeah, aye, what, damn, okay , let's get it)
You copy my cadence
(yeah, yeah, aye, what, damn, okay, let's get it)
Why they always hating?
Wish that I could know, Gold on my neck, yeah
Wish that I could know