Fake_0pps

Lyrics

[Part I] [Intro] (Ax go crazy, man) [Verse] These niggas be fake opps (These niggas be fake opps) Fuck it, we just got the drop (Fuck it, we just got the drop) Fuck it, gon' let off some shots (Fuck it, gon' let off some—) Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop (I can't stop) Fuck it, we lit and they not (Fuck it, we lit and they not) I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot (I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot) Them niggas play, cross 'em out (Them niggas play, cross 'em out) You know I be sippin' a lot (You know I be sippin' a lot) These niggas be fake opps (Pew) Fuck it, we just got the drop (Fuck it, we just got the drop) Fuck it, gon' let off some shots (Fuck it, gon' lеt off some shots) Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop (Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop) Fuck it, wе lit and they not (Fuck it, we lit and they not) I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot (I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot) Them niggas play, cross 'em out (Play, cross 'em out) You know I be sippin' a lot [Part II] [Intro] (Ax go crazy, man) Twin tryna catch a head shot, uh, uh, uh Young nigga tryna— uh, uh, uh These niggas, they be— uh, uh, uh I'm in the Hellcat— uh, uh, uh Ha, uh, uh, uh [Chorus] (Phew) Twin tryna catch a face shot Yeah, he tryna take a nigga face off I swear these rap niggas, they be fake opps Ayy, y'all niggas hoes, we'll ho y'all My bitch, she bad, ain't got no flaw How you still broke? Yeah, that's your fault Yeah, that nigga got whacked tryna show off Fuck these hundreds, finna blow 'em all Fuck that money, finna blow it all FN on me even in the mall Catch him lackin', yeah, he better not fall That nigga, oh, he been fell off Them niggas mad 'cause I'm well off [Verse] I got that bitch doin'— mm-mm I got that bitch doin' handstands Diamonds on me and they prancin' I'm made some money, we livin' New diamonds on me, they dancin' I wake up and spend this lil' backend They only get money in past tense Them niggas slow, we been passed them Yeah, I been ballin' on niggas with no rim Yeah, I been flexin' on niggas with no gym Them niggas trash, man, so we don't know them Ha, them niggas lame, we gon' ho them Them niggas lame, we gon'— Them niggas lame, we gon' ho them (Them niggas lame, we gon' ho them) [Chorus] (Phew) Twin tryna catch a face shot Yeah, he tryna take a nigga face off I swear these rap niggas, they be fake opps Ayy, y'all niggas hoes, we'll ho y'all My bitch, she bad, ain't got no flaw How you still broke? Yeah, that's your fault Yeah, that nigga got whacked tryna show off Fuck these hundreds, finna blow 'em all Fuck that money, finna blow it all FN on me even in the mall Catch him lackin', yeah, he better not fall That nigga, oh, he been fell off Them niggas mad 'cause I'm well off