Tyerae - No Fakes Lyrics

I don't need no fakes
I don't need no fake bitches up in my face
Beat a bitch mad i might have to catch a case
Do it bare face, no make f*ck sake (Yeah)
Bitch i ain never played fair
Grew up in the streets i was raised not to care
And if you want smoke you know ima take it there
Real street shit GPS meet me there (Brrrrr)
I don't really play around with hoes
Ice my neck out put my wrist on froze
Like kash doll said you gone have to ice me out (Ice Me Out)
Im the type of ni**a put yo ass in a drought (Drought)
Ni**as they follow my lead
Im the new face on the scene i got the physique
I got yo hoe saying please she begging for me
She wanna be on my team
I put yo hoe on a flight
My niggas hit her they pipe her she leave by the night
I do not act on advice
Hoe yo opinion dont matter i do what i like
You know i do what i like
I drop a bag and you know i dont check for the price
Just know to flex is my life
I like to flex on lil bitches that question my life
Bitches they ain living right
Bitches be mad cause they know my career taking my flight
I sun these hoes like a light
I claim the first one to do it cause i do it right
Im like a thief in the night
You dont know when tyerae coming so keep it tucked tight
You better keep it tucked right or i pull the trigger and have your ass saying goodnight

No fakes no fakes (Nah)
Ion need you up in my face (Wooh)
All gas no brakes ni**as talk down i call it hate
These hoes to fake
Talk behind back but in your face
This thing i spray (Brrr)
Lay yo ass out broad day (Broad day)
I never need no help
F*ck yo intentions you know i rock out by myself
I keep a strap like a belt
Im in my own lane so you ni**as stay over there (You ni**as stay over there)
Call up my niggas and tell em defile to the square
I keep a snipe to my left
Ready to bust any ni**a that speak on my wealth
Im bout to slide on you bitches
Send that hoe back to the trenches im all bout my business
Bitches was never my taste so f*ck out my face
Me and you we dont relate
I run this shit like relays these bitches delayed
No Tay K i beat the race
Im trying to cop me wraith some blue luxury suede diamonds all over my fangs
Meet me at the front line (Front line)
Tell that bitch its crunch time (Crunch time)
Tyerae eat these bitches like he eating on some pork rinds
We could never be the same i kill shit no sniper gang
Bitch im gang gang west orlando where my name ring