Fake Shit

[Intro: Lil Kee]

Mmm

Mmm

Ah, ah

What's happenin', Chi Chi?

[Chorus: Lil Kee]

I ain't on no fake shit

You get shot up in yo' face, bitch

Push up on Lil Kee, Lil Kee gon' give your ass a facelift (Baow)

Mmm, know we quick to take shit

Mmm, know we quick to face shit

Make hits, take shit

Know we quick to break shit (Let's go)

I remember pots and pans, we was shootin' off in a crate, bitch

Came around and they envy

I can't believe y'all, dog, get the fuck out yo' feelings

Can't push up on my momma, think I got me a milli'

[Verse 1: Lil Kee]

I'm talkin' every single dollar, I can take care of my children

Get the fuck out yo' feelings

Probably say that I'm trippin' (Ah)

I do a lot of drugs, but I don't really be sippin' (Ah)

I ain't four pockets full, but my pockets a lil' differеnt

If I gave y'all my heart, 'kay, could you die with mе nigga?

'Fore I go out like a sucker, got my hand on the trigger (My hand on my guap)

If I put everything in, could you see the bigger picture?

And I won't never run my mouth, I show love to all my niggas

I do Percocets and Xan, and I mix drugs with my liquor

If you can twerk, go back and back for every one of you bitches

I used to lurk for every bag on every one of them missions

Lil' bitch, come get your issue

[Chorus: Lil Kee, Lil Kee & 42 Dugg]

I ain't on no fake shit

You get shot up in yo' face, bitch

Push up on Lil Kee, Lil Kee gon' give your ass a facelift

Mmm, know we quick to take shit

Mmm, know we quick to face shit

Make hits, take shit

Know we quick to break shit (Let's go)

I remember pots and pans, we was shootin' off in a crate, bitch

Came around and they envy

I can't believe y'all, dog, get the fuck out yo' feelings

Can't push up on my momma, think I got me a milli'

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]

Goin' back and forth about mine, I'm tryna show her I'm different

Caught me slippin' up on counters, I been thuggin' since then, mmm

(What she say?) My bitch say she wanna fuck in the Benz, uhhh

Quarter million 'Cats, I give to all of my niggas

Why the fuck you textin' me? You just was callin' my nigga

Nah we don't fall out 'bout bitches

I blow that chop when it's time though, mmm

She keep on Cs if she fine, bro, ooh

Three hundred Rs on the news

Bitch, I'm thuggin', get in tune

Five-fifty when I vroom, no cap (G-Wagon)

I don't want no fake bitch, hatin' bitch, know we quick to rake shit

Duggie, what you heard 'bout that? Better know we'll take shit

[Chorus: Lil Kee & 42 Dugg]

I ain't on no fake shit (Huh)

You get shot up in yo' face, bitch

Push up on Lil Kee, Lil Kee gon' give your ass a facelift

Mmm, know we quick to take shit

Mmm, know we quick to face shit

Make hits, take shit

Know we quick to break shit

I remember pots and pans, we was shootin' off in a crate, bitch

Came around and they envy

I can't believe y'all, dog, get the fuck out yo' feelings

Can't push up on my momma, think I got me a milli'

[Outro: Lil Kee]

Think I got it all

Think I got everything

Every day

Spin your block like a hurricane

Uh, uh, uh, uh, take shit

Uh, uh, uh, uh, I was doin' main hit

Uh, uh, uh, uh, boy, you know I break shit

What's up on that stupid nigga? Give that boy a facelift

Ah (Hahaha)

Give that boy a facelift

Ah, that nigga— (Ayy)