Super Fake

Man, fuck you fake ass niggas and bitches
Tay Keith, Bagg
Niggas hatin' tell 'em quit it
But you gettin' money I don't get it
You want smoke or you just acting
Are you serious I'm just asking
If you real then why pretend
Maybe you tryna get under my skin
Maybe you don't want to see me win
But I won't fold and I won't bend
Give me your cup fill it with ice
A deuce in the red put it in the sprite
Walked in the club turned on the lights
But it was just dark so that was my ice
Chanel on my ten toes toes
Pinky ring like I pimp hoes who you with
That b**ch with me a nympho she a freak
Poppin' percs like they Mentos ugh ugh woah
Yeah hop on the beat and ride it like a wave tryna keep my balance
Chains I'm a slave dolce Johnny cage I'm just kickin' sh*t
She throwin' fits I told that b**ch behave b**ch behave ho
I pop a bean and chop her like my fade ugh ugh oh
Remember Mario from eleventh grade remember me from Mitchell
Dropped out of school now I'm stupid paid I'm stupid paid whoa
I been that nigga y'all just super lames y'all knew that
How you gon' bash me then try f**k me b**ch you super fakes huh
Came in the game with vengeance
Nigga left I got right like Lorenzo got right on
Gucci my vision my lenses
I ain't f**ed up 'bout the money I spends it
I had a talk with the most high GOD
I walk around with the four five
I'm fresh to death like a dead guy corpse
They call me capo the head guy honcho Bagg yeah
I get emotional when I reflect on my past when I think 'bout it
I could be still there so I'm thankful for this bag amen
Chandeliers on both my ears my earrings look like two lamps bling
This might not mean nothin' to you but I used to get food stamps
Hit her from the side caught a cramp ugh
The pussy made me tap it was damp wet
Yellow got me up like a ramp up
Pull up made her serve then I vamp skrrt what you rockin'
Yellow diamonds on me look like macaroni yellow yellow
Told her that I loved her I'm too macaroni
Yeah hop on the beat and ride it like a wave tryna keep my balance
Chains I'm a slave dolce Johnny cage I'm just kickin' sh*t
She throwin' fits I told that b**ch behave b**ch behave ho
I pop a bean and chop her like my fade ugh ugh oh
Remember Mario from eleventh grade remember me from Mitchell
Dropped out of school now I'm stupid paid I'm stupid paid whoa
I been that nigga y'all just super lames y'all knew that
How you gon' bash me then try f**k me b**ch you super fakes huh
You super fakes you super fakes you super fakes
You super fakes