Boris Allen - Fake Bitches (feat. Chiefboynumba9) Lyrics

I got fake bitches and they all on me (On me)
I can't comprehend I can't really f*cking see (Can't see)
Fake bitches, Fake women why they on me (On me)
On me oh my (Yea yeaaa)

Fake bitches
Fake bitches
Why they on me
Yea I switch from the Bently to the Rari
I be smoking on that gas pack by the oz
I can't f*ck with shawty
If she only stay one night
Gotta keep that shit tight
Gotta put her on a flight
On a flight to Dubai
Bitch, I say goodbye
Bought a rollie
Bought it with some ice
Bitch I'm rolling
Rolling right
Bitch I'm smoking
Smoking right
Every night
Every night
I be switching to that dirty sprite
Yea one night
Yea one night
Yea one night
I can't see no sight
I cant see no light

Took the top off the coupe
I don't know how to stop in it
Flexing my new watch
And it came with rocks in it
When my life f*cked up
I was lost in it
Now she hit me up
Cause I'm a boss winning
All of these bitches blaze
Cause they been switching
All these bitches hate
Cause I really been dipping

Yea you pray for my demise
Now you fear death
I don't ride with them killers
Cause they fake friends

I got bitches all on me
All these rappers wannabe
All my people follow me
All the opps plot on me
Sending shots no dodging me
All my hoes be calling me
Say she want some Louis V
Not my bitch cause you a fiend
I got 3 hoes in the Rari
She want to hop in damn she sorry
All my whips really push-starting
I be sipping Henny bitch I'm really faded
Name is Chiefboy f*ck you thought you really playing
You ain't special, there ain't no hoes I'm out here chasing
In the cut I'm really out here paper making
Now they look up to me damn that shit crazy
Got the rollie and its fully plated

Plated
I was writing in the coupe
Shawty really wanna f*ck now
I was in the booth
Smoking on the guap now
I was chilling with my goons
Posted with a .22
Posted with a .22
You done f*cked up
That's some tough luck
All cash upfront
Ill crash don't front
Rover top off
I'm about to pop off
Where my f*cking bag at
Hate on me like maga
Knew you were the damn rat
Liar like a snapback
Now im finna clap back

Ay
I was in the stu
I was smoking up the boof
I was vibing with my crew
Told that girl slide in my coupe
I'm with the brodies
With the troupe