Faking

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Reese] Faking Faking (Polo) Faking Most of these niggas be faking [Chorus: Lil Reese] Faking (Faking) Most of these niggas be faking (Faking) Taking (Taking) Yeah, my niggas be taking (I need that) Fuck the bitch, kick her out, she basic (She basic) Race to the money, I be racin' (I be racin') Lost my niggas, can't replace 'em (Can't replace 'em) Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' erase 'em (Erase 'em) Face 'em (Face 'em) Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' face 'em (Face 'em) [Verse 1: DqFrmDaO] Get up on you, ain't doin' no chasin' Me and my niggas don't do nothin' basic Flame up, Poppie that blunt off face I told Chops don't fuck with .380's High speed on the jakes, ain't buildin' no cases Ballin', feelin' like Tracy McGrady Lay it back when he ain't want nun' to play with Glock 21, Kriss Vec, it came with it Approach me wrong, I blow your brains with it VVS dance all in my chain with it Walked in the club, I'm with the same niggas My niggas so reckless, we can't be tamed, nigga WIIIC City crazy, I'm Wild Insane with it Remember Cheno with me, we was livin' dangerous Friday shootouts, what's you gon' do now? It's us and you now, niggas gettin' blew down Ain't no hanger, fuck nigga, just move 'round Fan ass nigga, nobody want you 'round If he act tough, man, gang act a fool now You gettin' shot, OB, just choose now Foenem got eaters, they thirsty, they chew down I'm with the gang, we'll shake your whole crew down [Chorus: Lil Reese] Faking (Faking) Most of these niggas be faking (Faking) Taking (Taking) Yeah, my niggas be taking (I need that) Fuck the bitch, kick her out, she basic (She basic) Race to the money, I be racin' (I be racin') Lost my niggas, can't replace 'em (Can't replace 'em) Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' erase 'em (Erase 'em) Face 'em (Face 'em) Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' face 'em (Face 'em) [Verse 2: Lil Reese] If I ain't got the Glock, then my bitch gon' mace 'em (Gon' mace 'em) Face 'em (Face 'em) All these hoes be basic (Basic) Chase 'em (Chase 'em) Money only thing I'm chasin' I ain't waitin' Fuck that bitch, I'm impatient Out of M.I.A, posted up with [?] Twelve grimey, you know a nigga ain't say shit With my niggas, you know my niggas'll shake shit Shake shit (Fake shit) Fake shit You know I ain't with that fake shit (Nah) Play with who? You know I ain't nun' to play with Booka play with .30 in a Hervy Folks in the cut with a .30, like Curry (Curry) Nigga, we ain't never worry (Nah) [Chorus: Lil Reese] Faking (Faking) Most of these niggas be faking (Faking) Taking (Taking) Yeah, my niggas be taking (I need that) Fuck the bitch, kick her out, she basic (She basic) Race to the money, I be racin' (I be racin') Lost my niggas, can't replace 'em (Can't replace 'em) Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' erase 'em (Erase 'em) Face 'em (Face 'em) Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' face 'em (Face 'em)