Brokeboiboog, Lil Gotit - Fake Love Lyrics

Get the cake up
Running up the racks i was trying to keep the pace up
Ima get it all out the trap fuck a pay stub
Ima hit the bitch from the back fuck her lace up
Maison Margiela with the strap fuck a lace up
Every time you see me no cap nigga laced up
Chilling with ya bitch know i made her give the face up
Balenciaga kicks but im Gucci from the waist up
And im fucking on ya bitch we dont make love
Niggas aint legit boy i know you showing fake love
Yea fake love
Nigga got to keep a stick cause the fake love
Nigga i can't trust a bitch cause the fake love
Yea fake love

Big drip drip drop got to let my shit pop
I don't fuck with niggas cause these niggas really flip flop
Substitute teacher ass nigga you a switch out
Why these niggas hating on me like I'm Chris Rock
I just want the top lil bitch ion lip lock
I ain't finna force ya ass bitch you can kick rocks
Young nigga got the gas like a fucking pit stop
Money keep coming fast nigga i can't stop
You ain't deceiving me
Nigga touch me its going down like the Nitti Beat
Trying to stack this paper up cause it ain't where it need to be
Ned so much cheese that i can open up a pizzeria
Shitting on these niggas got damn got diarrhea
Green ass nigga stay from round you got gonorrhea
You can see the pain in my eyes through my eyelids
Baby keep on telling me them lies make it sound real

Get the cake up
Running up the racks i was trying to keep the pace up
Ima get it all out the trap fuck a pay stub
Ima hit the bitch from the back fuck her lace up
Maison Margiela with the strap fuck a lace up
Every time you see me no cap nigga laced up
Chilling with ya bitch know i made her give the face up
Balenciaga kicks but im Gucci from the waist up
And im fucking on ya bitch we dont make love
Niggas aint legit boy i know you showing fake love
Yea fake love
Nigga got to keep a stick cause the fake love
Nigga i can't trust a bitch cause the fake love
Yea fake love

Gotit, Ran to the bag i ain't even have shoes
Big racks on me how the fuck can i lose
First time you pop on the net i'm pulling right up shooting shots at the coupe
I dont even care bout the bitch cause she fucking on me and she fucking on you
From the Southside with them guns out real Atlanta zoo
Told lil bro he on the way up he a real Hoodbaby in the booth
Got 100 shots get drop like Bloc Boy niggas gone shoot
These bitch ass niggas be sweet that shit so sad it hurt my tooth
YSL wipe a nigga nose clean
Im in the back of the may with my feet up
Toting them beams yo body get heat up
I cannot cuff you lil baby im a cheater
Got to the bag like i was a Cheetah
Doing my bars i kick it like Fifa
Belong in the pond he look like a leacher
The more i go up the hill it get steeper
Yea i took ya bitch and you know i had to treat her

Get the cake up
Running up the racks i was trying to keep the pace up
Ima get it all out the trap fuck a pay stub
Ima hit the bitch from the back fuck her lace up
Maison Margiela with the strap fuck a lace up
Every time you see me no cap nigga laced up
Chilling with ya bitch know i made her give the face up
Balenciaga kicks but im Gucci from the waist up
And im fucking on ya bitch we dont make love
Niggas aint legit boy i know you showing fake love
Yea fake love
Nigga got to keep a stick cause the fake love
Nigga i can't trust a bitch cause the fake love
Yea fake love