Lacefrontin

[Intro: Wale]

Aye turn the beat up

You got all them drums in there

Turn it all......

Can I get it up some more?

Look

[Verse 1: Wale]

Yeah, I'm tryna find where your mind at

A little reefer, lotta people and cognac

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

And tell them bitches we real niggas is 'bout that

I ain't tripping, all my women be authentic

Sippin' then call a cab, nobody know their limit

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

These hoes say I'm a poet, I try to make' em different

She said she want a man, told her I'm real rap

A good head on her shoulders, I need to feel that

She said it really don't matter if it's real though

For real though, see it's mine 'cause I paid for it

Weaved up, greased up, shawty what it do?

Cornrows sewed up, shawty bust a move

Straight frontin', you lacefrontin', just come thru

You say these niggas lying, well, you been lying too

[Chorus]

Go 'head!

Go 'head!

Go 'head!

Go 'head!

Go 'head!

Go 'head!

Go 'head!

Go 'head!

[Break]

Young Folarin, young Folarin!

They gotta point 'em out baby

It's only right

[Verse 2: Wale]

Tell 'em bitches they can get up on my level

Tell 'em sadity bitches that we really never love 'em

Tell 'em the pretty bitch is a pretty bitch to a sucker

Tell 'em their ambitions then we need some more of them

No girlfriends, I know a lot of bitches

I say bitch a lot, though I'm proud of my sisters

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

What the fuck is you wearing?

Why the fuck don't you care?

'Fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

She said she model, so exotic in every pic

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

Freak pics on the low to the paid niggas

Bust ya own damn flight, couldn't get a sitter

Bet your whole damn life is a big gimmick

Tell me what it is, we know what it isn't

[Refrain]

Now what it is, look look

Now what it is, look look

Now what it is, look look

Now what it is, look look

Now what it is, look look

Now what it is, look look

[Verse 3: Wale]

I think I found where your mind was

A lot of women ain't proud unless they dolled up

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

And even if we wear rubber, they be wrapped up

What it look like? She stay in "Chi-town"

I make her take off, I make her Lake Shore

She stay in Crenshaw, she never had a perm

I better straighten it out, soon as I get to work

Shawty stay up in Philly, shawty was hella pretty

Sloppy head for free Yacky head was sixty

I'm a bad motherfucker

Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker

Saratoga to the Cordas, nigga what it is?

Landover, Landover nigga what it is

Richmond Carolina nigga what it is

I'm just tryna show the people nigga what it is

The differences between being queen and being bitch

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Booty shots, fake eyes, fake bitches, fake broads

And you ask Twitter why you getting fake guys

[Outro]

A-go 'head

A-go 'head

A-go 'head

A-go 'head

It's yo head, it's yo world

It's yo head, it's yo world