Fakes - Tyro

All we see is doing is you faking it

All we see you doing is that you faking it

All we see you doing is you faking it

Yeah you faking it

What you thinking?

Suns out ‘the street, put my Bommels on, keep it going on

Bring that money home, just to blow it again and buy these Louboutins ya!

Small crown on my watch the hand is going without ticking

It’s a rolly not a fudge, you want to afford one you gotta nick it (Roleeeeex)

Ruling city, I’m that sheriff, John T Chance in Rio Bravo

Counting frank’s like Wells Fargo

Bitch I got that green, Ulyssis Grant is on my bill

These hoes im fucking with stay real

20k stack all in front of me, Ak suited, I’m all in

Im grabbing all these thousands

Money keeps us sharp set

Ur pockets are empty, sell these bricks, drug dealer on red carpet!

Go and get it, ur not strong for that shit, just don’t admit

You can have it, just take it, roll a third one get baked

There’s no type for that shit, there is no type that could fit

You gotta stay real

All we see is doing is you faking it

All we see you doing is that you faking it

All we see you doing is you faking it

Yeah you faking it

What you thinking?

MadReal on production

Keith Moon in the club, I hit that booty like percussion

Like percussion, all my broads ain’t not bluffin'

Save my money for an private island, you save it for yo coffin

Got that G36 in the trunk of my Bimma

Cops gon see me, flick my wrist, daze 'em, let me light my

I don’t wanna talk, bitch I don’t wanna talk, Lemme finish my walk,

Lemme finish my walk

Gonna visit the fam, get back right to the start!

I’m loco bout these gueros

Paying credit card amigo, Me pasar these dineros

Need a lorry to move these clothes

Coppin' shoes and shirts and panties with every shop we get some mo'!

All we see is doing is you faking it

All we see you doing is that you faking it

All we see you doing is you faking it

Yeah you faking it

What you thinking?