Von otr - Fake bih Lyrics

I make money in this bitch so I ain't worry bout nothin' I'm the type to go to your big
Sis and tell her show me somethin' Bitch you got some issues in your life don't
Try to blame it on me Bitch when we Talkin' bout some pape in this bitch just get
The f*ck from 'round me I just drank a whole bottle walkin' like a
Zombie Ex bitch she up in my message tryna pull up on
Me Brother trippin' in this bitch, he finna
Teach You lesson Bitch I'm like Ion even like rappin' in
This bitch I'm tryna get some money
I'm like bitch don't try to pretend On the phone cause you ain't f*ckin' with me
Had to cut that bitch off like stop talkin To me
He said he gon' hit that nigga in his shit until that nigga perish
Why you starin' at me
Weird
I don't even know even know you I said I'm the type to walk inside a store and
Tell that seller F*ck you I said ride while I just take a long trip
And beat that bitch ass I said pull up to the crib, we goin' inside
She finna show me cat I said man these niggas takin' niggas hoes
Come get your bitch back I said f*ck that scary ass nigga
Matter of fact, get your lick back I say How we steppin' on them niggas, Brother
Demonstrate it I said since she don't wanna f*ck with me
I gave her dick, she ate it And I said freaky bitch, you lookin' bad
As f*ck, so I'ma do her dirty I said he gon' be the reason that y'all call
The paramedics He said nothin' on his body, he ain't lackin
But with the fist he hit you No cap, y'all be yappin' bout some shit that
Don't even concern you I said I ain't talkin' to you bitch, so why
The f*ck you yappin'
Yesterday, I ain't wanna talk to her, now it got her trippin
Stupid bitch, you always claim you got a man, But every time we f*ckin
Hold up Von otr in this bitch come, Let's get to f*ckin