Fake Lit E-40

[Intro]
It's fake lit, mayne
(Fake lit?)
Yeah, man. Fake lit, mayne
You know, lightweight jammin', know'm talkin' 'bout?
Low-key poppin'
It's fake lit, mayne
Fake lit

(JuneOnnaBeat, don't shoot him in the street)

[Chorus: JuneOnnaBeat]
We bounce out spaceships
I keep it on me, you can check my hip
I'm hella dope like sixteen zips
We push up in the buildin' like "this fake lit"
Uh, this fake lit
That's on my mama children, nigga, this fake lit
Yeah, this fake lit
We push up in the buildin' like "this fake lit"

[Verse 1: E-40]
To get in this bitch it was hectic
This more crackin' than I expected
Bad bitches, short dresses (Bam)
Baller blockers wanna intercept it
Don't ever disrespect it
We gassed up, my nigga, super unleaded
We talk slicker than some Armor All (Armor All)
Lookin' for some bitches and some alcohol (Alcohol)
A half-a-hundred on my arm
Yellow diamonds, looking like corn (Like corn)
Papered up, fitted fly, bossy, hella dope
Chain longer than a motherfuckin' bungie rope (A bungie rope)