Fake E

Aye. Rider shit, 10kg. Life. Aye, bitch I gotta ball like it's math, Ball like it's math. Ball like I'm Cam Newton, rookie year status. Private number hit my phone, but all I hear Is static. Need a boo-boo phone from Poo-Poo Mobile On me when I'm trapping. What's happening? I started out with macking. Grew into the hustle, G, I gotta keep it Stacking. Wonder why they ride him blind, Probably 'cause he flashing. Tell the truth, I never really been too good At bragging. So if you never lacking, Then why you never keep it? And if your girl the baddest, then why you Always cheating? In my old days, I'd have caught her while you creeping. Fighting all week, but I hit her on the Weekend. Better yet, not even, I got no time To waste. If I pick her up at six, I'ma have her back at eight. If she playing cool, I'ma send her on her Way. If she catch an attitude, I'ma put her In her place. Hoe, this ain't a date. Hoe, I ain't your mate. Hoe, that ain't the play. Hoe, you need a break. Hoe, it ain't my fault you with that nigga Anyway. It's his fault that he treat you bad, It's your fault that you stay. So bust it for a real one, 'cause you Did it for them fake niggas. You did it for them fake niggas. Bust it for them real ones, 'cause you did It for them fake niggas. All them rats and them snake niggas. Bust it for a real one, 'cause you did It for them fake niggas. All them undercover gay niggas. Bust it for a real one, 'cause you did It for them fake niggas. You did it for fake Hold up. It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a hooligan. Real as Ray, I'm UFO, bitch it's alien. Hold up. Let me pour some crown on niggas. Leave 'em twitching on the ground, yeah, I'm a Grave digger. Smoother than some decks. I don't give no fake daps. Show no love to no scrub, where they do That at? I'm lit as a bitch, and your Boo-boo want me. Me and Leelee get a flipper, Put her on some money. Solid as they come. Stacking up me income. Hit her with this blessed dick. Bet I make your bitch cum. Bet I make your bitch run when I'm digging In them chitlins. Kicking knowledge when we finish. You ain't never had no nigga put you on Some metaphysics. Show you how to stack them digits. God body, just in liquor, full of melanated wisdom. Like a Muslim, like a Christian. I'm the Buddha, you my Krishna. Have you riding, stashing pistols. You the driver when we licking. Alibi if I'm killing, I'm tripping. Hold up. Where the sage? Burn the haze. Where the shrooms? Bitch, I'm paid. I been lit for hella days. Jiggas got me in a daze. I been running routes, making plays. Moving fake niggas the fuck up out my way, Uh. So if you fake, get the fuck up Out my face, uh. Judah boy a real one, fuck what a hater Say. Saw her looking at my show, so I Hopped off the stage and said bust a real One, 'cause you did it for them fake niggas. You did it for them fake niggas. Bust it for them real ones, 'cause you did It for them fake niggas. All them rats and them snake niggas. Bust it for a real one, 'cause you did It for them fake niggas. All them undercover gay niggas. Bust it for a real one, 'cause you did It for them fake niggas. You did it for the fake