Fraud

Lyrics

[Intro] Haha, umm Three square inches [Verse 1] Stuck in ya' box and you hella deficient I'm up in a yacht and I'm getting efficient Climb to the top with the throats that I'm rippin' And at your esophagus bullets be hittin' Hit 'em with that little quickie Just for the fuck of it, ayy Sitting on my throne - in my zone I'm the king of this, ayy If you don't want chrome in your dome Better get out of the way PH, I set it in stone, twenty-two double the O And I'm reppin' it everyday [Chorus] Yah, how you run to me when you can't even walk? All the people know you lying when you talk Talk that shit and I'ma send you up to God You ain't real, you just fake You a fraud How you run to me when you can't even walk? All the people know you lying when you talk Talk that shit and I'ma send you up to God You ain't real, you just fake, yah [Verse 2] Pseudonyms flipped in a ruckus with suckaz and thuggaz be fazin' Cruisin' with crypt muhfuckaz in hunnids and gunnaz be blazin' Shoot them real quick while they stuck and they running and succumbed to waitin' Usin' this dick on your mother, she love it I'm fuckin' amazing You don't know what's on my mind (On my mind, yeah) God already gave me signs (God, He gave me signs, yeah) Bitch you gonna do your time (Gotta do your time) 'Cause I ain't never gonna let shit slide [Chorus] 'Cause you a fraud How you run to me when you can't even walk? All the people know you lying when you talk Talk that shit and I'ma send you up to God You ain't real, you just fake, yah [Verse 3] I'm the typa mothafucka who screams on The mic and attracted to little gory hoes Slim and thicky when she sucking my dick In a pentagram like it's brittle Oreos True but I can't even lie got a crush on T-Kelly and every stan of Tory knows Don't you dare and try that, keep it a hundred Shit Joyner the G.O.A.T. and your fucking story blows Take into account that I'll be spitting 'til infinity I'm in a lot of menus like Piñacalata Henny For really, you're never litty so give me the penicilly I'm ready to flick a penny to heads and I think I'm spinning Like a wheel on a car, holding steel to the stars Some you bitches think I'm crazy 'cause I'm real to a fault Y'all can't feel what I'm on, you distilled and I'm raw You the fakest bitch depending on that deal till you're gone [Chorus] 'Cause you a fraud How you run to me when you can't even walk? All the people know you lying when you talk Talk that shit and I'ma send you up to God You ain't real, you just fake You a fraud (You a fraud) How you run to me when you can't even walk? (You can't walk) All the people know you lying when you talk (When you talk) Talk that shit and I'ma send you up to God (Send you up to God, yeah) You ain't real, you just fake, yeah, woo [Outro] I guess that's the turn-up record