Calboy ft. Polo G - Fake Love Lyrics

(CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, git, git, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, oh, oh
Sheesh, sheesh
Ayy

Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (ayy)
I said shorty nem from the village, bet he make the news
No, your honor I know nothin' 'bout it, I just play it cool (yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin' food (ayy)
Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (fake though), bitch I'm ridin'
I got more than fifty in this Draco, I been slidin'
We gon' live them niggas with some halos (with some halos), I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine

Ayy, I get busy with the Glizzy, I'm not scared off y'all (scared off y'all)
Ayy, hide my face behind the tints, but I'm not scary dawg
I won't mention none of the oppositions, I'ma bury y'all
He not signin', I heard that he snitchin', yeah he tell it all
Oh-oh, yeah
Ayy, I can't do romance, bitch, I been hopeless (I been hopeless)
Ayy, trappin' on the daily, I need more bread (more bread)
And it's Long Live The Kin's but off with your head (off with your head)
Yeah, I grip tight on Nina, you can't hold it

Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (ayy)
I said shorty nem from the village, bet he make the news
No, your honor I know nothin' 'bout it, I just play it cool (yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin' food (ayy)
Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (fake though), bitch I'm ridin'
I got more than fifty in this Draco, I been slidin'
We gon' live them niggas with some halos (with some halos), I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine

Givenchy and Amiri, pop out fresher than an Altoid
Uh, Dracos, Glocks and Wessons, we got loud toys
How many shots? 'Bout one-four-seven, like I'm Calboy
My lil' killa dangerous, keep it on 'em, like he got a (?)
You know if I pour four in the mornin', that car it got destroyed
We ain't fuck, I kicked her out, she talk too much, I got annoyed
Tell you 'bout my life, bitch, I'm a gangsta just to sum it up
He ain't from the same box, can't stamp him, he ain't one of us
I was trappin' in the cold, tryna catch another rush
Pull up in that Bimmer truck, all I know is run it up
Thirty in this Louis, feel this Glizzy just for runnim' up
They heard 'bout my city, they won't tell me, they ain't dumb enough

Ayy, got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (ayy)
I said shorty nem from the village, bet he make the news
No, your honor I know nothin' 'bout it, I just play it cool (yeah, yeah)
I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin' food (ayy)
Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (fake though), bitch I'm ridin'
I got more than fifty in this Draco, I been slidin'
We gon' live them niggas with some halos (with some halos), I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine