Fake Deep

Lyrics

[Chorus]  Give it up for ya bwah / i did it all for the squad/ really who's who what's what/ all the niggas fraud i swear to god / god x2 [Verse 1] Kick around town with my rounds like im ken now  Kick around sound like a brown donnie yen now Pull her gown down make her lounge on my chin now  Bitch im in my zen now Got so many twins now  My music play in your daughters car  Panties lookin like a waterpark  Swagger jackin yeah a lot em are I think my flow need a watermark   They got me tight i should Copyright my closet  She so thirsty Make her drink straight from the faucet  All the beats that ive accosted  Jj abrahams yes i lost it But i have a pen and pad and one mic  Im sick of fuckin up in my life  I know whats wrong with me but whats right  [Chorus] X2 [Verse 2] Niggas been hatin and fake with me lately  They hold out a plate and they wait for me lately  The cheese that i make doesnt grate for me lately  Im stackin up cake and i stay innovating  So Why do they hate him  They constantly play him  They quote him verbatim  So whats going on  Ranting and they ravin'  About how they made him They give ultimatums  Youre right or youre wrong.  When i walk by she like whoa oh oh  Yes im that guy dont you know oh oh Remember when you niggas used to fake drink lean  I was Posted like a fake deep meme  No not him he a solid dude  No skyrim im in solitude   Im the best nigga  And my weed is not compressed nigga  You got no range you suppressed niggas  Quick to confess under duress nigga  Guess i should be real impressed nigga