t.r.u. & hott lockedn - fake beef lyrics
[intro]
t.r.u. sh-t
no bullsh-t
street sh-t
no cheap sh-t (man, who the f-ck is marquis?)
hott [?]
[chorus:]
man, fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
and they fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas (duh, duh)
[verse 1]
we got a lot of sticks, n-gga (sticks, n-gga)
pull up on your block, make that b-tch hit, n-gga (grrah)
fifty round, drum on these f-ckin’ sticks, n-gga (sticks, sticks, sticks)
pull up on your block and make a n-gga scrub
i got [0:36 ?] bustin’ hollows in their f-ckin’ clip (bow)
yeah, n-gga seen their fire and then he tried to dip (dip)
we gon’ pull up at your mama’s house and let it rip (rip)
like 4th of july, n-gga, we gon’ light up the sky (sky)
like forties and nines, n-gga, you talkin’ all nice
i’m high as a flight, n-gga (flight), i just took a flight
no, you [0:53?] or lion, n-gga (what, n-gga?) you’re a rat, you’re a mice
i heard that you drivin’ that dime, n-gga (dime, n-gga), we takin’ your life
i gotta let you know, n-gga, all the internet posts
boy, you really a ho, n-gga, it ain’t my fault you mad
you woke up broke, n-gga, it ain’t my fault you mad
you wearin’ the same clothes, n-gga, and they your ho’s, n-gga
[hot box / hop out / i bought the shoes?] to ride [’em/on?] to the show, lil’ n-gga
my [1:14 white below?], ooh, been had that sh-t gold, lil’ n-gga
and i ride ’em up low (ride ’em up low), got bag for the loader, n-gga
[chorus]
and they fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
and they fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
and they fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
[verse 2: 2 chainz]
ain’t with all the cap on the ‘gram, that’s that weird sh-t (weird sh-t)
that’s why i moved out to the woods, i can see deer and sh-t (deer)
i got a stick on top a stick next to a fa, shawty (ah)
soon as they see me, they say “jet plane,” shawty (plane)
shoutout ben franklin, that’s my best man, shawty (best man, shawty)
change the whip [1:52 lightly?] look like suntan on her (sun tan on her)
pray i don’t get pulled over, i got a life sentence in it (life)
used to be addicted to them light-skinned strippers (light)
then i had to switch (switch), you real? i’m really rich
told ’em f-cks you [2:02 ?] and i showed ’em [?] b-tch
i stay in my bag, b-tch, let’s go on a trip (trip)
cartier frame, four clover, lil’ flip
[chorus]
and fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-gga
fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-gga
fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-gga
and they fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil’ n-ggas
[outro]
t.r.u. sh-t
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