Fraudulent (feat. DB & Jay Patek)

And you know the treesh getting laid Sippin' on that Don Bad lil' bitch might f*ck around, might put her on a pedestal And she a rider too, she beat you bitches, she ahead of you And she a savage too, put an knife to his head, she my savage boo And I love her too, what I gotta do to get next to you I'm goin' after, I'm speedin', I'm goin' faster Feelin' all of my fashion, had her, then I passed her I won't deny my love for you if your ass is fat If he throwin' shots, you know that we throwin' ten back We get to the cash, we gettin' it fast We get it and blow it the same day Spending' it fast like it is our last We countin' and runnin' up two ways Don't care what it cost, my bitch, she a dime I pass her, she ran it like ten ways And we movin' all tact, dressed in all black, we spray we can't even see his face See his face, we can't see his face Sprayin' niggas down, I don't need no fuckin' mace Either way, I know that I got money in the safe She ain't know, I got bank, I got bank, I got bank She ain't know, we get to the cash, we get to it fast We get it and blow it the same day But a different way, like show me the cash Now the front get up out my face We spinnin' back like he ain't dead What? Shoot him in his face Rushin' to the cash, I'm blowin' it fast Damn, f*ck about this We got bank Damn how is y'all niggas still broke I keep a g on the side Mikey with me, you know he in love with the smoke I can't commit to my side, my shawty she bi yeah I be buying her totes And if it wasn't for Ky, I wouldn't know Niggas be fakin' they post Like, yeah Get straight cash shit I got a bitch and she f*ck' with my fashion Niggas be talkin' bout, I'm about action If you gon' use it, then niggas start blastin Yeah, niggas start blastin Yeah, look Y'all niggas is frauds Your bitch be cheatin', I'm deep in her jaws Call me your heart and I'm tellin' you pause I got a warrant, I'm duckin' the laws I got a bank But nevermind that I'm tryna upgrade and double my bag Keep it as G, I don't f*ck with the rags I'm about riches, I'm poppin' some tags I got a bank Let's talk about racks Me and my niggas, we walk in the sacks You and your niggas spend all that you had Shaking my head, this shit gettin' sad I got a bank It's deeper than rap I gotta make it the hood on my back Wearing a ski, cause I stay moving tact One in the head, make y'all niggas run I got a bank I got a bank What the f*ck you think You tryna ride the wave Nigga, you gon' sink I don't even know Why she think that I don't sing She ain't know I got a bank I got a bank I got a bank I'm losing my breathe