Fakin Hoodie Allen (Ft. Wale)

[Chrous: Hoodie Allen]
Why you always fakin' on the net though?
Why you always flexing for the timeline?
Fakin', fakin', fakin'
Where your friends go?
Why you taking pictures of me all night?
But I'm not that nice of a dude
I might have to be rude
Why you always begging me for rent though?
Why you, why you, why, why you fakin' fakin'?

[Verse 1: Hoodie Allen]
Why you always, why you always fucking on me?
Just let go me
I'm with my homies, and you don't know me
We ain't that close, bitch we ain't that close
You should, you should already know
Already know
You came into my party, asking for a plus-three
I'm like "are your friends bad?"
She replied "just trust me"
Feeling kinda Irish, I'm always getting lucky
So many girls call me daddy, I should fight for custody
My life like The Oscars, critics say it's must see
All my haters love me, that's why they never bug me
Your girl is probably going home with me 'cause you ugly
I'mma take her phone so she don't got no pictures of me
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