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lirik lagu fuck a fake – diizii

[intro]
f*ck out my face, youngin’
oc baby

[pre*chorus]
huh, f*ck a fake b*tch, we don’t f*ck with that, uh
f*ck a fake b*tch, we don’t f*ck with that, huh
f*ck a fake b*tch, we don’t f*ck with that
i’m finna go crazy, told my youngin’, “run it back,” ha
[chorus]
f*ck a fake b*tch, we don’t f*ck with that
had to say that sh*t again, you know i had to run it back
nah, i ain’t finna stop ‘til i get a hunnid racks
‘til i go and spend a hunnid and then make a hunnid back, huh
shooter youngin’s, yeah, they got a hunnid gats
b*tch, i wanna count that sh*t up, yeah, until my pockets fat
my pockets need a diet, oh, b*tch, they gettin’ fat
they could buy a b*tch a bbl, but she don’t need it ‘cause her booty fat

[verse]
don’t wanna say no names, but i don’t f*ck wit’ you
i could catch a fade, but you need that tool you tuckin’, foo’
you’ve only seen me, but you actin’ like you really know me
nah, youngin’, that is phony, b*tch, you not the homie, ha
stop tryna keep sh*t on the lowkey
my mama raised me right here in the oc
f*ck a fake, f*ck a d*ck rider
she tell me that this d*ck really make her sh*t tighter, uh
b*tch, shut the f*ck up, i’m just tryna count these bands, ayy, ayy
got blue faces in my hands, ayy, ayy
i could never be your man, baby
i do this sh*t ‘cause you can’t, baby
two*tone b*tch, yeah, she got a tan, baby
on my mother, i been feelin’ like the man lately
i tried to talk it out wit’ y’all, but y’all was on that snake sh*t
and your b*tch? she want a b*tch, she on that g*y sh*t
y’all ain’t really givin’ back, y’all just like to take sh*t
i been really writing rhymes since grade six
you just a broke youngin’, so why you like to hate sh*t?
i see through all the lies, d*mn, f*ck the fake sh*t
f*ck a fake youngin’, f*ck a fake b*tch
keep talkin’ on the ‘net, in person; you don’t say sh*t
hol’on, b*tch, you done really got me p*ssed off
and she crazy with the brain, she suck a youngin’ d*ck off
you gettin’ all defensive, b*tch, you really think i wouldn’t notice? (but i noticed)
b*tch, i notice all the ho sh*t
b*tch, you’re tweakin’ if you really think i didn’t know sh*t
i say sh*t off the top, b*tch, i ain’t really wrote sh*t (oh, sh*t)
yeah, i need to chillat
bro, the kush ain’t enough, tell me where the pills at
wait, hol’on, that sh*t extra, what you talkin’ about?
you ain’t real as you say, b*tch, what you on about?
you ain’t* you ain’t gang, b*tch, tell me what you want
i don’t even need to ask her, yeah, she give me what i want
she don’t even need to ask me, yeah, i give her what she want
man, f*ck this sh*t, i’m done, i already told you that i’m on, ah
[chorus]
f*ck a fake b*tch, we don’t f*ck with that
had to say that sh*t again, you know i had to run it back
nah, i ain’t finna stop ‘til i get a hunnid racks
‘til i go and spend a hunnid and then make a hunnid back, huh
shooter youngin’s, yeah, they got a hunnid gats
b*tch, i wanna count that sh*t up, yeah, until my pockets fat
my pockets need a diet, oh, b*tch, they gettin’ fat
they could buy a b*tch a bbl, but she don’t need it ‘cause her booty fat

[interlude]
(yeah, man)
(oh, they actin’ all friendly, them b*tches act all friendly with everyone)
that’s some ho sh*t and i called her on it, she was like, “what?”
c’mon, bi*bi*bi*bi*b*tch, you’re tweakin’

[bridge]
(phew) f*ck a fake, we don’t f*ck with that, uh
f*ck a fake, uh, we don’t f*ck with that, uh
(phew) f*ck a fake, uh, we don’t f*ck with that, uh
f*ck a fake, uh, we don’t f*ck with that, uh
(phew) f*ck a fake, we don’t f*ck with that, uh
f*ck a fake, uh, we don’t f*ck with that, uh*huh

[outro]
(phew) ()

- diizii

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