Fake ft. Mills Lyrics

So high, so high, I'm up in space

Took another perky, another perky to the face

All of these drugs real, none of them laced

You fuckin' with me, you get chopped with a mace

You fuckin' with me, body dumped in a lake

Don't fuck with these people, cause all of them is fake

Don't fuck with these people, cause all of them is fake

Met that bitch last week, and I fell in love (Fell in love)

God, got plans, right from above

Stupid ass bitch, tryna play me like I'm dumb

I don't owe y'all shit man, all of y'all is scum

Yeah, I keep a stick attached with a drum

Dirty ass bitch, please go clean your gums

Difference is, I'm young, rich, and you bum

You ungrateful ass bitches always want some

I'm under pressure, logic, paranoia, keep a stick

Girl, I can solve all your problems, I can be your lawyer

Know, when you not truthful, know when you not loyal

You need to be more fuckin' grateful, bitch, you so spoiled

I'm blowin up, I'm blowin up, I'm growin like a plant from soil

Stop asking me for money, bitch, I ain't your employer

You need some God in your life, baby girl, do your prayer

You need some God in your life, baby girl, do your prayer

Hold on, baby, come roll it up

The shawty showing off, and I got so much love

I'm really going up, we going stupid, baby

You're in every one of my dreams, and they lucid, baby

And I get high, I get too high, and I don't even see you plotting on me

So what's the problem on me

Move in slow motion, oh my God, is this how I be

Get lit, I stack my money up a hundred times

You can't feel it in my body, but you see it in my eyes

Bitch, I'm an alien, you can't help me

We can't settle this

Getting rich, stack my money up

The Benjamins, you can't roll with us

Go to hell again, I'm feeling venomous

Black on my body, yea that whole nike tech fit

I told her, roll up, roll up

We can smoke these blunts, roll up, roll up

Stack that money up

We can get so high that you can't even see the ground

We can get so high, performance sets are rolling loud

Pop out with a hundred rounds, a hundred rounds

We gon' turn this body into coffee grounds

She done broke my heart, but I told her I'd make it out

She done ruined my heart, I told that bitch I'd make it out

So high, so high, I'm up in space

Took another perky, another perky to the face

All of these drugs real, none of them laced

You fucking with me, you get chopped with a mace

You fucking with me, body dumped in a lake

Don't fuck with these people, cause all of them is fake

Don't fuck with these people, cause all of them is fake