FAKENGGAS (Music Video Version) lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (He keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (b*tch, don't play with him)
n*ggas wan' hang with the gang, but I can not hang with 'em (No, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't f*ck with these boys, I swear that I hate n*ggas
I can't f*ck with no fake n*ggas, no, I can't f*ck with no fake n*ggas
I can't f*ck with no fake b*tches, no, I can't f*ck with no fake b*tches
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' b*tch, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my b*tch, yeah, we get like too high (We getting geeked up)

[Verse]
Yeah, I put that ho on the X, now she piped up, she getting piped down
I put that ho on that Oxy' and codeine, now that ho geeked up
Yeah, I'm on somе Oxy' and motherf*ckin' codeine, lil' b*tch, I'm geekеd out
Yeah, Balenciaga boots so big, these n*ggas get stomped out
Hold on, hold up, yeah, I'm doing tricks in this b*tch