FAKE MONEY FREESTYLE by William Crooks Lyrics
[Verse 1: William Crooks]
My head hurt
God damn my fuckin head hurt
Running to the money
My legs work
I'm not faded bitch I do my own edge work
I said the drugs don't work but I be lying (stay in school)
Yesterday I fucked my shit up I'm a trendsetter
Double my body weight hit the pack like a bench presser
Everywhere I go, I feel intense pressure
Jealousy is a disease I hope that he gets better
[Refrain: William Crooks]
What the fuck is up
[?]
Swag me out
Swag me out
Swag me out
(b-benny)
[Verse 2: William Crooks]
Oh shit I blacked out for a second
I'm back now for a second
WWE smackdown for a second
Fuck I'm hungry always going back round for seconds
It wasn't me had a mask was down but I ain't have no weapon
I feel like Willy Wonka, you lose (you lose)
Get your paws off me what the fuck I look like, Blues Clues?
Sleeping on the greyhound that's a snooze cruise
I took the lot outside now my tooth loose
Ibuprofen my head hurt
[?] that's stress work
Richard Simmons I'm stretched up
Smoking loud my chest hurt
Hundred dollar my net worth
Broke as fuck and still swagged out
Hit the door then I dash out
Took too much then I pass out
Ride the window with my ass out
[?]
ATM took the cash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the-
[Outro: William Crooks]
My head hurt
God damn my fuckin head hurt
Running to the money
My legs work
I'm not faded bitch I do my own edge work
I said the drugs don't work but I be lying (stay in school)
Yesterday I fucked my shit up I'm a trendsetter
Double my body weight hit the pack like a bench presser
Everywhere I go, I feel intense pressure
Jealousy is a disease I hope that he gets better
[Refrain: William Crooks]
What the fuck is up
[?]
Swag me out
Swag me out
Swag me out
(b-benny)
[Verse 2: William Crooks]
Oh shit I blacked out for a second
I'm back now for a second
WWE smackdown for a second
Fuck I'm hungry always going back round for seconds
It wasn't me had a mask was down but I ain't have no weapon
I feel like Willy Wonka, you lose (you lose)
Get your paws off me what the fuck I look like, Blues Clues?
Sleeping on the greyhound that's a snooze cruise
I took the lot outside now my tooth loose
Ibuprofen my head hurt
[?] that's stress work
Richard Simmons I'm stretched up
Smoking loud my chest hurt
Hundred dollar my net worth
Broke as fuck and still swagged out
Hit the door then I dash out
Took too much then I pass out
Ride the window with my ass out
[?]
ATM took the cash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the trash out
Fake money took the-
[Outro: William Crooks]