Fake by Tobiasthehomie Lyrics
[Hook]
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
[Verse 1]
Rose gold iPhone, Kylie Jenner lip kit
She bumps Travis and Kodak, yellin' "It's lit!"
All my friends smokin' up, so I can never find a BIC
That your girl, I take her quick
[?]
I got some people runnin' the 6, Hawi Quintana out here droppin' bars
Lil mami pop the bar, now she's rollin with me
Thinkin' I'm a star, in the back of the whip with this bitch
With the thickest thighs and the nicest lips
I got this [] on for no reason, you kiss my neck while I am hitting this bong, coldest season
Put your leg over my shoulder, you said that is too low
Baby girl I'm offa molly, you know that I'm too gone
So long, farewell, got you floating, Peter Pan
[?] you know I could be your sweeterman
Got you yelling "God damn!", leaving [?]
Eyes dilated because you just took another xan
I know that you popped a xan, rolling in my mama's van
Got these tinted windows on a fucking Dodge Caravan
I wanna see you again, I wanna see you again, while we were fucking I knew you were also fucking my friends
[Hook]
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
[Verse 2]
Got me runnin' round like a track meet
Baby girl, you know my stamina like an athlete
I know I'm weird, a lil dark, and I got some acne
But can you get at me?
Fuckin' you in the back seat, lovin' you in the back seat
I know you don't usually do this girl, I know that you classy
On my Twitter, you roll up in my mentions
You said when I [?], it puts your soul in another dimension
[Outro]
You fake, yeah
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
[Verse 1]
Rose gold iPhone, Kylie Jenner lip kit
She bumps Travis and Kodak, yellin' "It's lit!"
All my friends smokin' up, so I can never find a BIC
That your girl, I take her quick
[?]
I got some people runnin' the 6, Hawi Quintana out here droppin' bars
Lil mami pop the bar, now she's rollin with me
Thinkin' I'm a star, in the back of the whip with this bitch
With the thickest thighs and the nicest lips
I got this [] on for no reason, you kiss my neck while I am hitting this bong, coldest season
Put your leg over my shoulder, you said that is too low
Baby girl I'm offa molly, you know that I'm too gone
So long, farewell, got you floating, Peter Pan
[?] you know I could be your sweeterman
Got you yelling "God damn!", leaving [?]
Eyes dilated because you just took another xan
I know that you popped a xan, rolling in my mama's van
Got these tinted windows on a fucking Dodge Caravan
I wanna see you again, I wanna see you again, while we were fucking I knew you were also fucking my friends
[Hook]
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
I ain't seen her in weeks (where she go?)
[Verse 2]
Got me runnin' round like a track meet
Baby girl, you know my stamina like an athlete
I know I'm weird, a lil dark, and I got some acne
But can you get at me?
Fuckin' you in the back seat, lovin' you in the back seat
I know you don't usually do this girl, I know that you classy
On my Twitter, you roll up in my mentions
You said when I [?], it puts your soul in another dimension
[Outro]
You fake, yeah
She's faker than the gold in my teeth (she's fake)
She says my dick so good, make her weak (i make her weak)