Fake A$$ B.

Oh Yeah What the f*ck is up check me with that cello Catch me on my grind and catch me in the bedroom Of your latest girl she'll be sharpening my pencil But you can have her back there's too many incidentals I'm all about the paper miss me with that kindle And miss me with that fake shit your whip looks like a rental You fuckers got no talent I made the instrumental I'm done saving face with the new age presidential Like As if I didn't already have enough bullshit on my mind You had to just go and waste my time Go and waste my time You're so fucking fake Oh And I don't think you'll ever change No So get the f*ck up out my face Oh The last thing you'll ever hear me say Hm You're a lil fake ass bitch Oh Yeah Bitches acting spiteful always going psycho Got me on a tight rope I ain't got the time though She say that she different She knows how the life goes And she says she with it I look her in the eyes though Like girl stop it, you lying, you playing, you cheating You stunting, you fronting, you waiting, you scheming You say shit Next day I come to find that you don't mean it You demon you motherfucking demon As if I didn't already have enough bullshit on my mind You had to just go and waste my time Go and waste my time You're so fucking fake Oh And I don't think you'll ever change No So get the f*ck up out my face Oh The last thing you'll ever hear me say Hm You're a lil fake ass bitch Yeah You're a lil fake ass bitch You're a lil fake ass bitch You're a lil fake ass bitch You're a lil fake ass bitch You're a lil fake ass bitch You're a lil fake ass bitch Hm You're a lil fake ass bitch