Fake Beef (feat. 2 Chainz)

T.R.U

No bull

Street

No cheap (Ayy, who the fuck is Narquise?)

Hott, talk to 'em

All that fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

Fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

Fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

All that fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

We got a lot of sticks (Sticks, nigga)

Pull up on your block, make that bitch hit (Grrah)

Fifty round drum on this fuckin' stick (Stick, stick, stick)

Pull up on your block and make a strip

I got nothin' but some hollows in this fuckin' clip (Baow), yeah

Seen this fire and then he tried to dip (Dip)

We gon' pull up at your mama's house and let it rip (Rip)

Like Fourth of July, we gon' light up the sky (Sky)

Like forties and nines, nigga, we totin' on nines (Nine)

I'm high as a flight, nigga (Flight), I just took a flight

Nigga, you aren't a lion, nigga (What, nigga?), you a rat, you a mice

I heard that you droppin' a dime

(Dime), we takin' your life

I gotta let you know

All them internet posts, boy, you really a ho

It ain't my fault you mad you woke up broke

It ain't my fault you mad you wearin' the same clothes

And they your ho's

Hot box, used to ride 'em to the Shoals

Might wipe your nose, ooh, been had that shit gold

And I'm ridin' with blow (Ridin' with blow)

Got bags for the low

All that fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

All that fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

Fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

Fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

All that fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

Ain't with all the cap on the 'Gram

That's that weird shit (Weird shit)

That's why I moved out to the woods, I can see deer and shit (Deer)

I got a stick on top a stick next to an FN, shawty (Fire)

Soon as they see me, they say, "Just playin', shawty" (Playin')

Shout out Ben Franklin, that's my best man, shawty (Best man, shawty)

Changed the whip black, it look like suntan on it (Suntan on it)

Pray I don't get pulled over, I got a life sentence in it (Life)

Used to be addicted to them light-skinned strippers (Light)

Then I had to switch (Switch), you real? I'm really rich

Told 'em folks, "You dig?" Then I showed them folks a ditch

I stay in my bag, bitch, let's go on a trip (Trip)

Cartier frame, four clover, Lil' Flip

All that fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

Fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

Fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke

All that fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke