Fake by Taylor Pearson Lyrics
Hook:
All these bitches fake! Just like some lypo
Takin that back! Just like a typo
You don’t want that! Cause I’m a psycho
Slim but she thick! She got them thighs tho (x2)
Verse 1:
Alright I just turned 18 yeah I’m rollin wit my crew
Million dolla dreams that’s a million dolla view
She broke my heart once then she broke it twice
I don’t really listen I should take advice
Cause I’m counting up my money
Yeah I’m counting up my doe
Ain’t messin wit no lame bitch ain’t messin wit no hoe
It’s like she just wants some sniff she’s lookin for some blow
You my side chick so keep that shit on the low
Rollin with my crew I’m rollin with my boyz
Brand new whip like it’s my new toy
Coming down the street I got the moves like Roy
People talkin shit but ain’t got nothin on the boy
I swear imma make this M, yeah, imma put it on god
I might just pull up with the boyz, yeah, cause that’s my squad
Alright I’m chillin at my new crib I’m chillin with some hoes
I’m skrrtin in the new whip you know how it goes
20,000 people in the crowd that’s a show
Sd3 Ftb yeah that’s my bros
Climbin up the charts, all I see is cash
Call me Barry Allen cause I did it so fast
Gettin to the paper you know how it goes
Rolling down the street in Beamer with my bros
Climbing up the charts, all I see is cash
Call me barry Allen cause I did it in a flash
Gettin to the paper, you know How it goes
I’m rollin dow the street in a Beamer with my bros
Gettin to the Mula I’m gettin to the fetti
My diamonds so cold I’m lookin like a yeti
Cause it’s 623 til I d-I-e
You said I wouldn’t do it bitch b-e-t
Bitch bet ,yeah yeah , bitch bet
Who made the beat though?
Taylor Pearson!
Hook:
All these bitches fake! Just like some lypo
Takin that back! Just like a typo
You don’t want that! Cause I’m a psycho
Slim but she thick! She got them thighs tho (x2)
Verse 2:
Rolling with the my crew ya you know we off the shits
I'm chillin in the stu gettin money gon get rich
I Got hoes to my left and got hoes to my right
Their body count 37 just like nick at night
I got big plans high key for real
With all these bars imma land a deal
Grindin on my own I don’t need no help
Grindin on my own imma do it by myself
Words comin out yeah I’m feelin like a poet
Wheelin foreign whippin yeah I’m drivin like I stole it
I’m Trynna slow it down, but I’m moving high speed
Then i Take a step back like I’m Booker with the 3
All these bitches fake! Just like some lypo
Takin that back! Just like a typo
You don’t want that! Cause I’m a psycho
Slim but she thick! She got them thighs tho (x2)
Verse 1:
Alright I just turned 18 yeah I’m rollin wit my crew
Million dolla dreams that’s a million dolla view
She broke my heart once then she broke it twice
I don’t really listen I should take advice
Cause I’m counting up my money
Yeah I’m counting up my doe
Ain’t messin wit no lame bitch ain’t messin wit no hoe
It’s like she just wants some sniff she’s lookin for some blow
You my side chick so keep that shit on the low
Rollin with my crew I’m rollin with my boyz
Brand new whip like it’s my new toy
Coming down the street I got the moves like Roy
People talkin shit but ain’t got nothin on the boy
I swear imma make this M, yeah, imma put it on god
I might just pull up with the boyz, yeah, cause that’s my squad
Alright I’m chillin at my new crib I’m chillin with some hoes
I’m skrrtin in the new whip you know how it goes
20,000 people in the crowd that’s a show
Sd3 Ftb yeah that’s my bros
Climbin up the charts, all I see is cash
Call me Barry Allen cause I did it so fast
Gettin to the paper you know how it goes
Rolling down the street in Beamer with my bros
Climbing up the charts, all I see is cash
Call me barry Allen cause I did it in a flash
Gettin to the paper, you know How it goes
I’m rollin dow the street in a Beamer with my bros
Gettin to the Mula I’m gettin to the fetti
My diamonds so cold I’m lookin like a yeti
Cause it’s 623 til I d-I-e
You said I wouldn’t do it bitch b-e-t
Bitch bet ,yeah yeah , bitch bet
Who made the beat though?
Taylor Pearson!
Hook:
All these bitches fake! Just like some lypo
Takin that back! Just like a typo
You don’t want that! Cause I’m a psycho
Slim but she thick! She got them thighs tho (x2)
Verse 2:
Rolling with the my crew ya you know we off the shits
I'm chillin in the stu gettin money gon get rich
I Got hoes to my left and got hoes to my right
Their body count 37 just like nick at night
I got big plans high key for real
With all these bars imma land a deal
Grindin on my own I don’t need no help
Grindin on my own imma do it by myself
Words comin out yeah I’m feelin like a poet
Wheelin foreign whippin yeah I’m drivin like I stole it
I’m Trynna slow it down, but I’m moving high speed
Then i Take a step back like I’m Booker with the 3