"Fake Ones" lyrics
"Fake Ones"
Yeah, Fatt
Nigga, I'm havin' real pape', look at my bitch, she real foreign
I do whatever my pills say, I do whatever my pills want (Yeah)
Nowadays, we rockin' real chains, 'member we rocked the fake ones (Yeah)
I don't want the bitch, she real fake, I blocked the bitch like Draymond (Yeah)
Lately, I been goin' real insane, I'm tryna keep my brain on (Yeah)
Wonder why everyone changed on me (Yeah), I'ma get high 'til my pain gone (Yeah)
I'ma fuck the bitch with my chains on, I'ma dump the clip with my rings on (Yeah)
Shawty say "BLRDDD" her favorite song, twin go brrt, now your brain gone, yeah
Ayy, on my mama, nigga (Gone)
On my mama, nigga, I'm the greatest rapper alive, bro (Brain gone)
I swear to God (Stamp it, twin)
I'm stampin' it, I swear to God (Gone)
Fuck 'em (Fatt)
Yeah, I really been through real pain, that's why I stay real fake
Yeah, I really watched the realest change, I watched you throw my love away (Yeah)
And I been hidin' my pills lately, say you wanna flush 'em down the drain
Really I don't even feel the same, really I don't even feel okay
Nigga, I'm havin' real pape', look at my bitch, she real foreign
I do whatever my pills say, I do whatever my pills want (Yeah)
Nowadays, we rockin' real chains, 'member we rocked the fake ones (Yeah)
I don't want the bitch, she real fake, I blocked the bitch like Draymond (Yeah)
Lately, I been goin' real insane, I'm tryna keep my brain on (Yeah)
Wonder why everyone changed on me (Yeah), I'ma get high 'til my pain gone (Yeah)
I'ma fuck the bitch with my chains on, I'ma dump the clip with my rings on (Yeah)
Shawty say "BLRDDD" her favorite song, twin go brrt, now your brain gone, yeah
I'm in the whip with a redbone, she play me on her headphones
She eatin' me up in the backseat, my driver cut off the radio
My bro turn red, he dead wrong, yeah, I thought you was a gangster, nigga
Now I gotta look at your dad different, he raised a rat, he Master Splinter
I only talk to the baddest bitches, I remember bein' a fat lil' nigga
Now I got rich and my bag bigger, I was fourteen, but I had a pistol
I told her that she broke my heart, she told me she don't have to fix it
I'm chasin' this money, I'm done with bitches, I really came from rags to riches
Nigga, I'm havin' real pape', look at my bitch, she real foreign
I do whatever my pills say, I do whatever my pills want (Yeah)
Nowadays, we rockin' real chains, 'member we rocked the fake ones (Yeah)
I don't want the bitch, she real fake, I blocked the bitch like Draymond (Yeah)
Lately, I been goin' real insane, I'm tryna keep my brain on (Yeah)
Wonder why everyone changed on me (Yeah), I'ma get high 'til my pain gone (Yeah)
I'ma fuck the bitch with my chains on, I'ma dump the clip with my rings on (Yeah)
Shawty say "BLRDDD" her favorite song, twin go brrt, now your brain gone, yeah
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album:
"Untreated Trauma" (2025)