fake ID Lyrics

Blowin on some more dope

Westside give me more hope

Jump fourth rope

I'm booking more shops

Know how fast the Porsche go

Speeding in the Outback

With the shifter in sports mode

I'm bored, hoe

Catch me out in Soho

With the snap-back matte black

Big bags on me like a hobo

I just say "stack that, pass that, and grow more"

I remember just last year my soul was so broke

Bitch I'm 21

That's what my fake says

And "Damn, you're kinda young"

That's what her face says

And imma place a bet

Cuz I've been what you wanted

And imma keep it honest

Cuz baby I've been on it

I don't ever wanna see you walking away

Everybody think they're critics, they got something to say

Everybody think they're winning when they ain't even play

How they fuck you claiming ghosts when you ain't in the game

Like sheesh

Yikes

Vodka and the sprite

Captain in coke

Casablanca picking fights

This go out to my bitch she ain't getting basic rights

That's fucked up

And I'm fucked up

She too cute, lil stuck up

It's ok though

It's all big love

I got mad trust

And I'm mad buzzed

Them big shoes I gotta fill up

I say

Anything you want to get my way

But now it's not working so

Baby girl

(Uh)

What's the reason

I know you're independent

But you're changing with the seasons, oh

Now you're coming at me with the smoke

Like I wasn't the one who taught you

Cuz you know you don't choke now

How about we try this for a change

We can laugh about our problems

And hopefully disengage

Cuz the moment that we fight

I'm beginning to shut down

All the ways that i've been treated are coming back all around uh

(Just wanna hold ya)

(Like to unfold ya)

(Give you that woahwoah)

(Just wanna hold ya)

(Like to unfold ya)

(Give you that woahwoah)

HASTIA

Yeah this HASTIA baby