oblivion, rey-infinite, yung crusha - fakes lyrics
(hook: rey+infinite)
wack n+ggas, don’t get involved ain’t no rap money you gon’ get at all
cap n+ggas you ain’t really ‘bout what you claim you ‘bout inside of all your songs
test homies, you’ll need medical, i am not the type to f+cking mess around
after p+ssies like i’m desperate, here for blood of y’all like a tampon
like aye, aye, aye
i can tell
you ain’t for real, about what you say, aye, aye
why are you tryna fit in, we know you a b+tch, you snay, aye, ake
cut em’ off, clique down to ride, ain’t f+cking with fay+aye+akes
f+ck a fake, f+ck a fake, aye
(verse 1: rey+infinite)
look
plastic wrapping, you a f+cking toy
if you spoke truth you wouldn’t make a noise
fabricating hate within a story
but you could never hope to play the boy
rat tone, lower yo pitch, watch your ego
backbone, you a whole b+tch, all we need know
cracked bones, leave your whole clique on the cement
bad hoe blowing my d+ck like some weed smoke
down, not the sorta kinda
the “maybe i’m down to ride”
if i f+ck with you i would die for you, put that on everything
never gon’ hang beside any f+ck n+gga, fake or liar
you ain’t tough you just acting hard but you ain’t doing anything
claim that you got a gat, when we buck you ain’t bucking back
got my dawgs you a p+ssy cat, you ain’t bout’ it you ran away
homies don’t pull a camera, i’ll break that sh+t on your spinal
you with us or you without us, you sweet like some candy cane (edited)
(hook: rey+infinite)
wack n+ggas, don’t get involved ain’t no rap money you gon’ get at all
cap n+ggas you ain’t really ‘bout what you claim you ‘bout inside of all your songs
test homies, you’ll need medical, i am not the type to f+cking mess around
after p+ssies like i’m desperate, here for blood of y’all like a tampon
like aye, aye, aye
i can tell
you ain’t for real, about what you say, aye, aye
why are you tryna fit in, we know you a b+tch, you snay, aye, ake
cut em’ off, clique down to ride, ain’t f+cking with fay+aye+akes
f+ck a fake, f+ck a fake, aye
(verse 2: yung crusha)
make weight
fake left right hook uh
sensei
pave a way
what i meant to say is
i been livin late
i reciprocate
visionary fate
my liver f+cked up
my bidness up up
the fakes i cut cut em off tho
and ya b+tch gone suck suck on my soul
i keep that tucked tucked enlight those
me and rey k!ll tracks sumn light hoe
n ive spinnin n spinnin off them psychs woah
might be psycho
put you in a psych ward cause i syke those
and its always on site on tho
no saving geiko
no defense iso
they go where i go
when im grippin the mic doh
i be feelin mike doh wait
i say pipe up
they say stay down
this the fight club
im feeling made now
hit me on paypal
uppin my rates now
im all state now
tell the b+tch bring her cake out
im all state now
tell the b+tch bring her cake out
i say pipe up
they say stay down
this the fight club
im feeling made now
hit me on paypal
uppin my rates now
im all state now
im all state now what
im all state now what
yea
tell the b+tch bring her cake out what … yea
(tell the b+tch bring her cake out…)
me and rey k!ll tracks sumn light hoe
(sumn light hoe)
n i keep that thing tucked tucked, yea
(i enlight those)
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