Fake (feat. Jitfrmduval)
Lú Rock
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Bank Bank Bank Bank Big bankroll Big bags of money Big bags of dough She thinks it's funny You gotta go You had it comin' You is a hoe You keep on runnin' I can see in your eyes That niggas be fake in disguise It's fine cause everyone lies I guess that your fake Huh, I gave you a try Well really i'm not that surprised I guess that I did this for nothin' You ain't the one to be cuffin' That is the end of discussion Baby girl who is you touchin' Baby girl who is you fuckin' Big bankroll Big bags of money Yeah That bitch tryna f*ck on the low Cause she know that my money be Thumbin' Yeah She know that my money be Thumbin' Half of these niggas don't know That I came up from nothin' And you know I ain't stoppin' for Nothin' I might just run up a duffel And made me a dozen Made my money so long I just think bout them days how I Turned nothin' into somethin' I be cookin' these beats like it's Easy-bake oven And it's crazy how niggas switch Up for some money These hoes be so lame and I swear They know nothin' Stack all of my racks I be countin' These hundreds I be gettin these blessings be feelin' Abundant Can't be playin like no bitch I be stand in' for somethin' Damn Ima shoot at his back You ain't livin' that life why you Actin' like that And you know that lil nigga is Bound to get wacked And don't worry bout yo bitch Cause the gang bout to crack (Damn) (Ima shoot at his back You ain't livin' that life why you Actin' like that And you know that lil nigga is Bound to get wacked And don't worry bout yo bitch Cause she finna get cracked) Big bankroll Big bags of money Big bags of dough She thinks it's funny You gotta go You had it comin' You is a hoe You keep on runnin' And runnin' And runnin' And runnin' And runnin' The bread keeps on comin' And comin' And comin' And comin' And comin' Keep your head straight And you'll feel like Ash The way that the money come in Like the Flash And she be a freak don't need me To ask Them shots hit yo feet the way That it pass So I give her the meat And let her go last Tell them lil bitty don't get Attached Had a heart left that shit in the Past Now I just go and f*ck up a bag Gotta f*ck up a bag Big bankroll Big bags of money Big bags of dough She thinks it's funny You gotta go You had it comin' You is a hoe You keep on runnin' I can see in your eyes That niggas be fake in disguise It's fine cause everyone lies I guess that your fake Huh, I gave you a try Well really i'm not that surprised I guess that I did this for nothin' You ain't the one to be cuffin' That is the end of discussion Baby girl who is you touchin' Baby girl who is you fuckin'
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