"Fake Frnds" lyrics

(Kersiee)

Pour them out my heart (Slatt), I don't fuck with these niggas (Fuck)
Came in with that stick, bitch gon' pull that trigger (Bleh, eugh)
I don't fuck with these niggas, Tommy Hilfiger (Slap the shit)
I don't worry 'bout no thot, need my bills bigger (Slatt, let's go, eugh)

I think I might lose my bitch (Yeah, on top now, we on top now), I think I might lose my bitch (Yeah, they on the top now, they on the top now)
I hope I don't lose my bitch (Yeah, playa' on top now, playa' on top now), I pray I don't lose my bitch
She don't know what she do to me (Slatt, I don't think she know)
When I leave her, my heart empty (Slap the shit, I don't think she know)
My bitch insecure, I'm showin' petty
Told about them racks, I got plenty (Racks, racks, racks, I don't know)
(Kersiee)

Plenty racks, plenty more (Slime, slime, slatt)
I got bitches, they on go (Slap the shit)
But, fuck those hoes, bitch I miss my ho (Pssh, Slap the shit)
This bitch she so obsessed, I drive the boat (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I leave him in person, he gave broke (Broke ass nigga, tuh)
I got Ed Hardy, on my coat (Slap the shit, bleugh)
I got VETEMENTS on my toe

Pour them out my heart (Slatt), I don't fuck with these niggas (Fuck)
Came in with that stick, bitch gon' pull that trigger (Bleh, eugh)
I don't fuck with these niggas, Tommy Hilfiger (Slap the shit)
I don't worry 'bout no thot, need my bills bigger (Slatt, let's go, eugh)