[Intro: Lil Bibby]
Fake niggas, Fake niggas I'm tired of fake niggas, aye, huh
[Chorus: Lil Bibby]
It's way too many fake niggas, I'm tired of fake niggas
Sneak dissin' but be all in my face nigga
All these snake niggas, how much can I take, nigga?
Money replace niggas, I stay far away from niggas
Too many hatin' niggas, I'm tired of hatin' niggas
Niggas act like bitches, might as well go chill with my bitches (Yeah)
Seems like fake niggas just surround me
Do me a favor if you fake, stay from 'round me
[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
Fake niggas, lemme' tell you somethin' bout' fake niggas
Got 150 niggas ridin' with me
But I only fuck with bout '8 niggas
No really though, circle small, Cheerio
Hatin' on Lil Bibby flow, when I take off, where did he go?
I'm gone, cup full of that kickstand just put me in my zone
Ain't doin' shit just coolin' it, these niggas hittin' my phone
Grippin' on chrome, haters get gone, better watch yo' tone
Takin' kush to the dome
Red beam on the gun, you'on wanna get domed
Lotta' white chalk, you'on wanna get drawn
Haters get blown put a body on the 9
Leave yo' face on a lot of shirts
Leave 'em dead with a clothing line
Leave his ass right on the 9, Lil Bibby, I'm supposed to shine
My bitches be over fine, what you need? I'm on the grind
In my face it's all smiles
Talkin' down when I'm not around
Got Irene, bout' a pound
They only come around when I'm blowin' loud
In my face it's all smiles
Talkin' down when I'm not around
Got Irene, bout' a pound
They only come around when I'm blowin' loud
Fake niggas, Fake niggas I'm tired of fake niggas, aye, huh
[Chorus: Lil Bibby]
It's way too many fake niggas, I'm tired of fake niggas
Sneak dissin' but be all in my face nigga
All these snake niggas, how much can I take, nigga?
Money replace niggas, I stay far away from niggas
Too many hatin' niggas, I'm tired of hatin' niggas
Niggas act like bitches, might as well go chill with my bitches (Yeah)
Seems like fake niggas just surround me
Do me a favor if you fake, stay from 'round me
[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
Fake niggas, lemme' tell you somethin' bout' fake niggas
Got 150 niggas ridin' with me
But I only fuck with bout '8 niggas
No really though, circle small, Cheerio
Hatin' on Lil Bibby flow, when I take off, where did he go?
I'm gone, cup full of that kickstand just put me in my zone
Ain't doin' shit just coolin' it, these niggas hittin' my phone
Grippin' on chrome, haters get gone, better watch yo' tone
Takin' kush to the dome
Red beam on the gun, you'on wanna get domed
Lotta' white chalk, you'on wanna get drawn
Haters get blown put a body on the 9
Leave yo' face on a lot of shirts
Leave 'em dead with a clothing line
Leave his ass right on the 9, Lil Bibby, I'm supposed to shine
My bitches be over fine, what you need? I'm on the grind
In my face it's all smiles
Talkin' down when I'm not around
Got Irene, bout' a pound
They only come around when I'm blowin' loud
In my face it's all smiles
Talkin' down when I'm not around
Got Irene, bout' a pound
They only come around when I'm blowin' loud
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