fake!

Aaron Brandford, Maksim Apostol, Marius Listhrop

MUPP broken your heart

Y'all fake, uh
Bad bitch got a jaw, ayy (ayy)
Lil' shorty wanna eat up on my dick just like a entrée
I'ma pull up with the clip to get shot in front your fiancé
And a big ass stick, mofucka, I'm Beyoncé
Just stompin' through your city, I ain't checkin' in
Why you pussy ass mofucka tryna bring a weapon in?
Glock to his head, make him lean, I'ma level him
Think he got notes, so I had to bring the devil in (wait)
Took a flight to L.A, now I'm chillin' with Xelishurt
Had to come to the crib, then I'm puttin' him in the dirt (wait, wait)
When the predator fuckers used to gimme off the perc's
I'ma take a fuckin' break, so it stay on my shirt
I don't want no bitch ass washed up
Sorry mofucka, walkin' 'round, talking shit, don't
Blood on the base of my boots, don't tiptoe
Why you bargain with the devil, making trades like crypto?

Loyalty before disrespect
A muthafucka talking shit, then I'ma cut yo' head (wait, wait)
And I ain't worry 'bout a bag, I always touch a cheque
And I'ma punch him in a jaw and now he's soaking wet (wait, wait)
Blood leaks from your jaw and your teeth, mofucka (wait)
And I stay with the gang, no bitch, mofucka (ayy, wait)
If you talking your talk, lil' bitch, shut the fuck up
And a Glock want blood, it's a real bloodsucker

Oh God, I got everythin' that I want
Who gon' never pray for my odds?
You'll see great justice when I've won
Sad, do not waste my time, I'm not done
I spit everythin' from my jaw, they all hate the fact that I'm good
Fuck it, I'm back with aggression, king of the mansion
Wouldn't test my limits, oh, I'm achin'
Scream and laugh, till they listen, talk about that shit
When I'm with my demons, we get nasty
Livin' in the mind of a demon, talkin' bout what I'm wearing
Only got me money, when I made it
You're gonna see I'm right and I'm bleedin'
Cop a new fashion, most of you be rinsed, it's fake as
(Move)

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