Counterfeît Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Her pronouns Her/she but she still can't get no kiss
And I'm all about my checks, that's why I've been in the mix
While she slurping on my neck, I've been slurping on a fifth
If she come with disrespect, all of a sudden she a myth
I ain't playing, she so loose, like my jeans in all my flicks
Post them pictures on the gram and now she posted on my dick
She do white like Bobbalam, I go ghost no counterfeit
I'm stepping in like I'm the man, then take a Xan, I'm out of it
It's heaven in Distortion land and yet you can't even get in
It's probably cause you ain't got no ticket, bitch
I can't even cap, I'm going I hate to miss the shit
I can't even cap, I'm smoking trees and rolling switches, yeah
This money getting stacked, it's too much money in my vision
You so broke down like division
Pour a four down, and I'm for now, cause the four ounce in my kidneys
Said she born now, she get torn out, cause she going out with DaVinci
And my money stretched longer, I nickname it Wemby
Her pronouns Her/she but she still can't get no kiss
And I'm all about my checks, that's why I've been in the mix
While she slurping on my neck, I've been slurping on a fifth
If she come with disrespect, all of a sudden she a myth
I ain't playing, she so loose, like my jeans in all my flicks
Post them pictures on the gram and now she posted on my dick
She do white like Bobbalam, I go ghost no counterfeit
I'm stepping in like I'm the man, then take a Xan, I'm out of it
I'm stepping in and standing out
Perky in the couch
Throw him to the ground, he got ran down
He got hit for saying shit that he wasn't around
If he upping it, ain't busting it, just as bad as it might sound
But don't trip, pills been laced up, this shit counterfeit
She like nigga, don't you hoop like how you shoot your shot and miss
Imposition, she assume like why you cheating on that bitch
I just had her for the weekend, after that I had to switch
Like a Glock, she got questions and a nigga acting glitched
He get married to the AR, I guess that shit getting hitched
She know I'm a star player, it's no problem if I miss
I put another on my radar, I won't ever reminisce
I won't never ever trip, less I'm tripping on a trish
Pussy wet, so I'm a fish, that's why I hooked up with the bitch
I won't speak on what we talk about, can't speak on what we did
She gon' light it like a cig, plus we been lit since little kids
I just put her in the freezer, and the last one in the fridge
And she left over, like she won't make it in
She get bent over, like Trump up in her vids
I don't need closure, cause ain't no fucks to give
Her pronouns Her/she but she still can't get no kiss
And I'm all about my checks, that's why I've been in the mix
While she slurping on my neck, I've been slurping on a fifth
If she come with disrespect, all of a sudden she a myth
I ain't playing, she so loose, like my jeans in all my flicks
Post them pictures on the gram and now she posted on my dick
She do white like Bobbalam, I go ghost no counterfeit
I'm stepping in like I'm the man, then take a Xan, I'm out of it