[Hook: YBN Cordae]
See I don't know about this fake love
I'm not fucking with it
When you gotta cut your friends off
That's a tough decision
But I did it I'll do it again
I'm not no fool no pretend
Tryin' get a coupe or a Benz
You choosin' to sin
Pop said you losin' you win
Balenci, my shoes is a trend
[Verse 1: YBN Cordae & Simba]
Spinnin' the bin
I got more diesel than Vin
It's Ruga the gang bitch we win
Fuckin' on twins
Ima let bro fuck her friend
She thought he got two for the ten
She say the way we switch it shit is vicious
Bank account lookin' healthy I'm nutritious
Fuck em they never helped me had to get it
Now niggas gettin' wealthy should have dent it
I keep it with me for niggas suspicious
We pull up with dracos and we get to hittin'
Fuck a hoe, I put my man on a mission
I get work from out of state, fuck tuition
I came from whippin' babies in the kitchen
Bro knock your grandma off and I ain't kiddin'
My niggas clippin'
Hi-Tech what we sippin'
We waitin' on shipments
That's just how we livin'
D-D-D-Damn I got the mack with the strap
Might bust a move with T-Mac and Lil Zach
Be with some niggas smoke you like the pack
Swervin' the Act team on my back
Leave the game never play quarterback
Try to swerve on my block gettin' jacked
Don't do no songs cause ya'll niggas whack
So if you want features just give me a stack
See I don't know about this fake love
I'm not fucking with it
When you gotta cut your friends off
That's a tough decision
But I did it I'll do it again
I'm not no fool no pretend
Tryin' get a coupe or a Benz
You choosin' to sin
Pop said you losin' you win
Balenci, my shoes is a trend
[Verse 1: YBN Cordae & Simba]
Spinnin' the bin
I got more diesel than Vin
It's Ruga the gang bitch we win
Fuckin' on twins
Ima let bro fuck her friend
She thought he got two for the ten
She say the way we switch it shit is vicious
Bank account lookin' healthy I'm nutritious
Fuck em they never helped me had to get it
Now niggas gettin' wealthy should have dent it
I keep it with me for niggas suspicious
We pull up with dracos and we get to hittin'
Fuck a hoe, I put my man on a mission
I get work from out of state, fuck tuition
I came from whippin' babies in the kitchen
Bro knock your grandma off and I ain't kiddin'
My niggas clippin'
Hi-Tech what we sippin'
We waitin' on shipments
That's just how we livin'
D-D-D-Damn I got the mack with the strap
Might bust a move with T-Mac and Lil Zach
Be with some niggas smoke you like the pack
Swervin' the Act team on my back
Leave the game never play quarterback
Try to swerve on my block gettin' jacked
Don't do no songs cause ya'll niggas whack
So if you want features just give me a stack
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