They fakin'
How the fuck you a stepper? Havin' no pressure, left your Drac' in the trunk
How the fuck you a stepper? You ain't got opps, you got your (right now, they fakin' the funk, ayo, Fiji got that sauce)
Oh, that's him? Not like he havin'

Ayy, these niggas fakin' the funk (they fake)
How the fuck you a stepper, claim you a shooter, but your Drac' in the trunk? (Huh?)
He must catch his plays in the bed (why?) 'cause the shit he servin' is bunk (bunk-ass)
You ever hop out that Mille (that Millie), then you know that it hit just like a punk (a 10)
My alien got locked and couldn't send me no boxes, can't lie, that shit felt like a slump (free Benny)
Baby so fine and she came with some hips, I told her: Come bring me that rump (bring me that ass, come bring it)
Baby got brain and her shit a masterpiece, that shit'll make you say: Uh (uh)
Pimp K dad, give me a chance, I make the bitch say: Ooh-wee
I got some thick shit from New Orleans, she call me her Juvie
Remember my money was tight, I couldn't even roll up in a LooseLeaf
Back-to-back, rollin' up Swishers (that 'za), I might come through in a fiscal (come fiscal)
I feel like a ref', all blue, baby, just know I'm official (phew)
I gave him a chance and the lil' nigga blowed it, you would think the pair was a whistle (was a whistle)
She hopped in the car and did somethin' wrong, is your simp ass still gon' kiss her? (You dumb)
Claim he ain't stuntin' the bitch, but he found out, I bet he gon' kill her (kill her, dumbass)
Lil' bro temper small like Biggie (smalls), lamb' truck hoggin' the lane like piggies (like pigs)

I know that he told you he havin' (what?), but baby, he fakin' the funk (he fakin')
You asked for some money, he told you he got it in cash, he fakin' the funk (he cap)
That nigga ain't got it in cash, he lyin' to your ass, buddy a chump (he yap)
I hate niggas yap like they up, puttin' on a front but broke as the fuck (on granny)
These niggas fakin' the funk (they fakin' it), I call this shit fakin' the funk (it's fake)
Man, take your hand out your pocket, you ain't havin' no fire, these niggas fakin' the clutch (y'all ain't got no gun)
These niggas rappin' 'bout pain, they ain't went through no hurt, niggas fakin' the crutch
'Fore Yay ride with these fake-ass niggas, I'll go take me a bus (yuton)
Ask Chris Tucker, cleary bro hit, have 'em all gone in a rush, out (runnin' out)
Man, them boys stinky as fuck, them hoes at the trap so sour
Ninety-nine shots in the clip (huh?), I'm a cover boy like Jae Crowder (clover boy)
Baby a stallion, she make me say: Howdy
Tell the opps: Let's hoop: I'm shoot if you foulin'

Don't put your hands on me, pussy-ass nigga, we just linkin' up (these niggas fakin' the funk)
We, we gon' link up, we gon' squash everything and we gon' hoop (these niggas fakin' the funk)
But if one of you bitch-ass niggas foul me (these niggas fakin' the funk)
I'ma step back and James Harden one you of bitch-ass niggas (these niggas fakin' the funk)
That's on granny, nigga
But guess what though? These niggas fakin' the funk
Nigga claim he up and nigga fake as the fuck
He fakin', he broke, he barely makin' it (these niggas fakin' the funk)
On God, that's why he on my page mad, commentin' under all my shit (these niggas fakin' the funk)
Sayin' this and that, but he fake, he broke, he he ain't got no motion (these niggas fakin' the funk)
That's why he keep fallin' out and arguin' with you, you don't get what's goin' on?
Get his fake, broke ass from out your house, baby (these niggas fakin' the funk)
And come over here with the Clover, I'm tellin', we gon'– (these niggas fakin' the funk)
We gon' show you why these, these niggas fakin' the funk (these niggas fakin' the funk)
Like everything real over here
Them niggas is not real, them niggas is fake (these niggas fakin' the funk)
They jewelry ain't real, fakin' the funk, them niggas is bap, yap (these niggas fakin' the funk)
These niggas is lyin' to y'all (man, oh man, these niggas fakin' the funk)
On granny, they watch is fake, I, I can put this shit on my papa (these niggas fakin' the funk)
They clovers fake, I know they lyin' (these niggas fakin' the funk)
It's like I know they lyin' to y'all (these niggas fakin' the funk)
Like it's no way they not lyin' to y'all (these niggas fakin' the funk)
I seen this shit with my own eyes
'Cause if, if you tellin' the truth, like why y'all arguin'? (These niggas fakin' the funk)
Why did he say he had the cash? (These niggas fakin' the funk)
Then when you asked him where he was at, he disappeared (these niggas fakin' the funk)
That don't even make sense, he's lyin' to you (these niggas fakin' the funk)
Then he said he went to sleep, but how the fuck you go to sleep and you woke back up broke? (These niggas fakin' the funk)
Bitch-ass nigga

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