Real or Fake Lyrics

I'm the shit, baby I'm the shit

You know I'm the shit, I'm real hunnits

Ain't no counterfeits, bring me all my chips

If you leave, be back here by 6

You know how I get, shut your lips

You always talking shit, better act like I'm your nigga

I don't got time to play no games around with no bitches

I swear to God these bitches always somehow in they feelings

Can't let nobody ever knock me down, that's on my pimpin'

I started from the bottom to the top is where I'm headed

I switched my program once my money started to look funny

Changed up everything about me, I stopped functioning with homies

I did it by myself, nobody else gon' do it for me

I did it by myself, nobody else gon' do it for me

You always catch me with a bitch beside me

She watch out for them snake bitches that slither around me

Half the time you never see no niggas round me

Catch me with some niggas, then you know they bout it

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Watch out for the snakes, watch your back

When your friends attack

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Watch out for the snakes, watch your back

When your friends attack

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Bitches don't know how to act, bitch just go chase you a bag

Bitches love being a fag, bitch you're my dad

Bitch gon' get you a stack, or come show me where it's at

Damn that wack, all you do is just sit on your ass

You don't go' never get cash

Lie to yourself like you ready for the game

Watch me separate the real from the fake

Your ex-boyfriend try to come to your pad

You got a new man, so I know that he mad

Taking care of your family and friends and

Your kids every year

That's probably why you call me dad

Putting my town and my city on a map

Bitch, I'm the king with my queen on my back

Bitches ain't loyal, but mine ain't a rat

Bitch, mine a dime and, you know that's a fact

Putting my city and town on a map

Bitch, I'm the king got my queen on my back

Bitches ain't loyal, but mine ain't a rat

My bitch a dime and, you know that's a fact

Spending these hundreds and fifties, she give me my diamonds

Is gleaming, you know that I'm winning for every dollar

That I get, yea she send it, my bitches is down and they

All independent,

I got em on auto, they go out and get it

I got em on auto, they go out and get it

You stick to your journey,

I stick to my pimpin

You gotta build trust, ain't no keeping no secrets

I got em on auto, they go out and get it

I got em on auto, they go out and get it

You stick to your journey,

I stick to my pimpin

You gotta build trust, ain't no keeping no secrets

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Watch out for the snakes, watch your back

When your friends attack

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Watch out for the snakes, watch your back

When your friends attack

Realize what was real, realize what was fake

Realize what was real, realize what was fake