Fake_0pps lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]
(Ax go crazy, man)

[Verse]
These n*ggas be fake opps (These n*ggas be fake opps)
f*ck it, we just got the drop (f*ck it, we just got the drop)
f*ck it, gon' let off some shots (f*ck it, gon' let off some—)
Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop (I can't stop)
f*ck it, we lit and they not (f*ck it, we lit and they not)
I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot (I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot)
Them n*ggas play, cross 'em out (Them n*ggas play, cross 'em out)
You know I be sippin' a lot (You know I be sippin' a lot)
These n*ggas be fake opps (Pew)
f*ck it, we just got the drop (f*ck it, we just got the drop)
f*ck it, gon' let off some shots (f*ck it, gon' lеt off some shots)
Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop (Thumbin' through bread, I can't stop)
f*ck it, wе lit and they not (f*ck it, we lit and they not)
I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot (I'm mixing with the Wock' with the snot)
Them n*ggas play, cross 'em out (Play, cross 'em out)
You know I be sippin' a lot

[Part II]

[Intro]
(Ax go crazy, man)
Twin tryna catch a head shot, uh, uh, uh
Young n*gga tryna— uh, uh, uh
These n*ggas, they be— uh, uh, uh
I'm in the Hellcat— uh, uh, uh
Ha, uh, uh, uh
[Chorus]
(Phew) Twin tryna catch a face shot
Yeah, he tryna take a n*gga face off
I swear these rap n*ggas, they be fake opps
Ayy, y'all n*ggas hoes, we'll ho y'all
My b*tch, she bad, ain't got no flaw
How you still broke? Yeah, that's your fault
Yeah, that n*gga got whacked tryna show off
f*ck these hundreds, finna blow 'em all
f*ck that money, finna blow it all
FN on me even in the mall
Catch him lackin', yeah, he better not fall
That n*gga, oh, he been fell off
Them n*ggas mad 'cause I'm well off

[Verse]
I got that b*tch doin'— mm-mm
I got that b*tch doin' handstands
Diamonds on me and they prancin'
I'm made some money, we livin'
New diamonds on me, they dancin'
I wake up and spend this lil' backend
They only get money in past tense
Them n*ggas slow, we been passed them
Yeah, I been ballin' on n*ggas with no rim
Yeah, I been flexin' on n*ggas with no gym
Them n*ggas trash, man, so we don't know them
Ha, them n*ggas lame, we gon' ho them
Them n*ggas lame, we gon'—
Them n*ggas lame, we gon' ho them
(Them n*ggas lame, we gon' ho them)
[Chorus]
(Phew) Twin tryna catch a face shot
Yeah, he tryna take a n*gga face off
I swear these rap n*ggas, they be fake opps
Ayy, y'all n*ggas hoes, we'll ho y'all
My b*tch, she bad, ain't got no flaw
How you still broke? Yeah, that's your fault
Yeah, that n*gga got whacked tryna show off
f*ck these hundreds, finna blow 'em all
f*ck that money, finna blow it all
FN on me even in the mall
Catch him lackin', yeah, he better not fall
That n*gga, oh, he been fell off
Them n*ggas mad 'cause I'm well off