Vespa Lit - Fake Love Lyrics

All this fake love, Ya'll ain't get no paper
All these bitches on my line just for the paper
All this fake love, But I can see the haters
All the fake love, But I can see the hate
All you niggas super slimey like a snake
'Gotta bad bitch and she from 'outta state
Catch me 'inna Wraith with stars outer space
If I hit this hoe you know that she in shape
And you fake 'til you show me you is real
Call me Swea Lee 'cuz them diamonds Real Spill
Yeah they wetty I went fishing off a reel
Making music, signing deals, no popping pills
No poppin pills
You know the drill
I make her wet like a 'muh f*cking seal
The top of the Porsche you know that I peel
That means I got my wheels in vert
'Issa vert that I got my wheels
And we came up from the dirt, but I live up in the hills
(Yeah, ooh, yeah)
Custom Bentley yeah I got it half a 'mil
All this green up in my pockets starting to look like kelp
And you really looking like you starting to need some help
Diamonds on me swimming looking like they Michael Phelp
When I was down you ain't help me, f*ck you 'n your help
Shawty 'gonna drop it low she suck below the belt
Shawty 'gonna take control just like she paid the bill
So much water on me that you think I grew some gills
All this fake love, Ya'll ain't get no paper
All these bitches on my line just for the paper
All this fake love, But I can see the haters
All the fake love, But I can see the hate
All you niggas super slimey like a snake
'Gotta bad bitch and she from 'outta state
Catch me 'inna Wraith with stars outer space
If I hit this hoe you know that she in shape
Taliban bitch, if she the bomb, bombs away
Taliban bitch, dropping bombs like everyday
One man band new Vespa songs like everyday
And I shot my shot up on this thottie fade away
Thought I brought this thot up in the party? ain't no way
Got 'alotta guap up in the lobby in the way
Im quick with them hands boy, we can catch the fade
Micheal Jackson bands on me dance the night away