Fake n*ggas lyrics

[Intro: Lil Bibby]
Fake n*ggas, Fake n*ggas I'm tired of fake n*ggas, aye, huh

[Chorus: Lil Bibby]
It's way too many fake n*ggas, I'm tired of fake n*ggas
Sneak dissin' but be all in my face n*gga
All these snake n*ggas, how much can I take, n*gga?
Money replace n*ggas, I stay far away from n*ggas
Too many hatin' n*ggas, I'm tired of hatin' n*ggas
n*ggas act like b*tches, might as well go chill with my b*tches (Yeah)
Seems like fake n*ggas just surround me
Do me a favor if you fake, stay from 'round me

[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
Fake n*ggas, lemme' tell you somethin' bout' fake n*ggas
Got 150 n*ggas ridin' with me
But I only f*ck with bout '8 n*ggas
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' sh*t just coolin' it, these n*ggas 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 b*tches 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
[Chorus: Lil Bibby]
It's way too many fake n*ggas, I'm tired of fake n*ggas
Sneak dissin' but be all in my face n*gga
All these snake n*ggas, how much can I take, n*gga?
Money replace n*ggas, I stay far away from n*ggas
Too many hatin' n*ggas, I'm tired of hatin' n*ggas
n*ggas act like b*tches, might as well go chill with my b*tches (Yeah)
Seems like fake n*ggas just surround me
Do me a favor if you fake, stay from 'round me

[Verse 2: Capo]
Fake n*ggas can't f*ck with them, hatin' n*ggas stay away from me
GBE, NLMB, them the n*ggas who f*ck with me
It's way too many fake n*ggas who wanna just be around me
Foreign money and foreign guns that's all I need around me
Not even a b*tch, on bro n'em, I can't trust em' (Nah)
Bust today then you can bust away, I ain't even tryna' f*ck her
One thing about these n*ggas, if you flexin' keep a n*gga back
n*ggas snakes, n*ggas fakes, them n*ggas will get you whacked
Pull up foreign (Skrrt, skrrt), I'm flexin' on these hoes
b*tch, I only want the mouth, yeah, hoe, that's all I know
Head shots, it's war time, Bibby tell me when to go
Man, I can't f*ck with n*ggas, trigger happy just to blow
This .30 under this Gucci belt, c*ck back then we spazzin' out
Robin Jeans and True Religions, this rap sh*t, we cashin' out
New n*ggas out my circle, face shots we passin' out
Roc Block or no Block, f*ck n*ggas we flashin' out
[Hook: Lil Bibby]
It's way too many fake n*ggas, I'm tired of fake n*ggas
Sneak dissin' but be all in my face n*gga
All these snake n*ggas how much can I take n*gga
Money replace n*ggas, I stay far away from n*ggas
Too many hatin' n*ggas, I'm tired of hatin' n*ggas
n*ggas act like b*tches, might as well go chill with my b*tches (yea)
Seems like fake n*ggas just around me
Do me a favor if you fake, stay from 'round me

[Verse 3: Lil Herb]
Yea, Lil Herbie takin' off so I got n*ggas hatin'
Then they see my diamonds black and white, intergration
Kushy puffin', Remy tastin', daily trappin', Benji' chasin'
Tryna touch this bread but I got n*ggas at my head
Guess they wanna see me dead, or wanna see me in the feds
Cause' I'm gettin' it
And all they gon' do is see me spending it
And now they wanna get with this but not when we was into sh*t
So if they on some stealin' sh*t, I'm spittin' it
Faster than I'm spittin' this and faster than that new M6
When I drive the newest whips, just make me do the rudest sh*t
Might whip out on my newest chick like:
"Yeah, what you gon do with this?"
Suck it til' it's nice and stiff
But make sure you don't bite the tip, you triflin' b*tch
Fake n*ggas all around me, in the water tryna' drown me
Just starin' and sh*t, playin' and sh*t
Gon' make me let this cannon spit
And 'cause some f*ckin' damages, with alcohol and bandages
So try me and I'm blammin' it, no panickin'
[Chorus: Lil Bibby]
It's way too many fake n*ggas, I'm tired of fake n*ggas
Sneak dissin' but be all in my face n*gga
All these snake n*ggas, how much can I take, n*gga?
Money replace n*ggas, I stay far away from n*ggas
Too many hatin' n*ggas, I'm tired of hatin' n*ggas
n*ggas act like b*tches, might as well go chill with my b*tches (Yeah)
Seems like fake n*ggas just surround me
Do me a favor if you fake, stay from 'round me