"Fraud" lyrics

Ehehm
3 square inches

Stuck in ya box and you hella deficient
I'm up in a yacht and I'm getting efficient
Climb to the top with the throats that I'm rippin'
And at your esophagus bullets be hittin'

Hit 'em with that little quickie
Just for the fuck of it, aye
Sitting on my throne - in my zone
I'm the king of this, aye
If you don't want chrome in your dome
Better get out of the way
PH I set it in stone, 2200 and I'm
Reppin it everyday

Yah
How you run to me when you can't even walk?
All the people know you lying when you talk
Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God
You ain't real, you just fake
You a fraud
How you run to me when you can't even walk?
All the people know you lying when you talk
Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God
You ain't real, you just fake
Yuh

Pseudonyms flipped in a ruckus with
Suckaz and thuggaz be fazin'
Cruisin' with crypt muhfuckaz
In hunnids and gunnaz be blazin'
Shoot them real quick while
They stuck and they running
And succumbed to waitin'
Usin' this dick on your mother
She love it I'm fuckin' amazing

You don't know what's on my mind
(On my mind, yeah)
God already gave me signs
(God he gave me signs, yeah)
Bitch you gonna do your time
(Gotta do your time, eh)
Cause I ain't never gonna let shit slide

Cuz you a fraud
How you run to me when you can't even walk?
All the people know you lying when you talk
Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God
You ain't real, you just fake
Yuh

I'm the typa mothafucka who screams on
The mic and attracted to little gory hoes
Slim and thicky when she sucking my dick
In a pentagram like it's brittle oreos
True but I can't even lie got a crush on
T-Kelly and every stan of Tory knows
Don't you dare and try that
Keep it a 100 Shit Joyner the goat
And your fucking story Blows

Take into account that I'll be
Spitting 'til Infinity
I'm in a lot of menus like
Piñacalata Henny
Forreally, you're never litty
So give me the penicilly
I'm ready to flick a penny
To heads and I think I'm spinning like a

Wheel on a car
Holding steel to the stars
Some you bitches think I'm crazy
Cuz I'm real to a fault
Y'all can't feel what I'm on
You distilled and I'm raw
You the fakest bitch depending
On that deal till you're gone

Cuz you a fraud
How you run to me when you can't even walk?
All the people know you lying when you talk
Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God
You ain't real, you just fake

You a fraud
(You a fraud)
How you run to me when you can't even walk?
(You can't walk)
All the people know you lying when you talk
(When you talk)
Talk that shit and Imma send you up to God
(Send you up to God, yeah)
You ain't real
You just fake
Yeah, woo!

(I guess that's the turn-up record)