Fake

By Redda

Released on May 10, 2024

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[Chorus]

Yeah, I'm on the pill and it got me too up

She got some racks, yeah, the shawty too up

Yeah, that bitch mad as fuck 'cause that drank in my cup

She be thinking I'm finna boom all the funds

I'll kaboom the shit on you, I'm in love

Goin' fast in a muhfuckin' spaceship, bitch

Know that ass got fat, know you changed, lil' bitch

Know I'm ridin' round' town with that Drac', lil' bitch

He got Ricky, I know that shit fake, lil' bitch

We got guns, don't get hit in the face, lil' bitch

Talkin' shit, you get put in your place like this

He get hit in his face like this

And I'm goin' to space on the drink


[Verse]

Ye-yeah

I'm in Cali' with a bad bitch, yeah

She a super baddie, love to kiss her

And she from the east, talm 'bout Fisher

I should fuck the bitch, I know you miss her

I just fucked the bitch and then you kissed her

Want a pic', but I don't know you, mister

That's your bitch? She eatin' me like dessert

I recruit the bitch, I had to list her

And my pockets swollen like a blister (Uh, uh)

You don't even know me, bae

Yeah, she talm 'bout "Hold me, bae"

Treat you like a trophy, bae

I think we could do this shit, baby girl

Gotta keep it lowkey, okay?

She think I'ma give the whole fucking world

You soundin' like a junkie, okay

Video game in my head, yeah

I'm on a Perc, I can't feel no pain, yea h

I be high as shit, a fucking crane, yeah

Perc to the head'll fuck your cranium

Shout out saintracks, like, free Ukraine, yeah

Yeah, my boy just fled, I don't blame 'em

Goin' up, on a Nos

Too stuck, I'm too gone

Get your stuff 'cause you gone

And, lil' bitch, I get guap, get it gone

We got rocks, yeah, we got stones

Get the Glock, get 'em gone

On the block, yeah-yeah, wit' them goons

Tryna' plot, you gon' lose

That bitch hot, but she rude

Now she not, got her nude

Uh, uh

At the club, yeah, the bitch want a pic', yeah

Steady asking, "What's that on the fit?," yeah

You don't wanna know, it cost a brick, yeah (Yeah)

On the fuckin juice, um

Yeah, she hot like Tucson

I need two like coupon

Need a group of 'em


[Chorus]

Yeah, I'm on the pill and it got me too up

She got some racks, yeah, the shawty too up

Yeah, that bitch mad as fuck 'cause that drank in my cup

She be thinking I'm finna boom all the funds

I'll kaboom the shit on you, I'm in love

Goin' fast in a muhfuckin' spaceship, bitch

Know that ass got fat, know you changed, lil' bitch

Know I'm ridin' round' town with that Drac', lil' bitch

He got Ricky, I know that shit fake, lil' bitch

We got guns, don't get hit in the face, lil' bitch

Talkin' shit, you get put in your place like this

He get hit in his face like this

And I'm goin' to space on the drink