MoneyBagg Yo – Super Fake


I get emotional when I reflect on my past (when I think ’bout it)

Chains I’m a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I’m just kickin’ shit)
Yellow got me up like a ramp (up)

Remember Mario from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)
She throwin’ fits, I told that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)
Haters make me made, that’s why my diamonds piss
But it was just dark, so that was my ice
Maybe you don’t want to see me win
Yeah, hop on the beat and ride it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)
[Verse 1]
How you gon’ bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super fakes (huh)
I been that nigga, y’all just super lames (y’all knew that)
Walked in the club, turned on the lights
If you real then why pretend?
Nigga left, I got right like Lorenzo (got right on)
I walk around with the four five

I’m fresh to death like a dead guy (corpse)
I pop a bean and chop her like my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Dropped out of school, now I’m stupid paid (I’m stupid paid, whoa)
Give me your cup, fill it with ice
Told her that I loved her, I’m too macaroni
Man, fuck you fake ass niggas and bitches
I ain’t fucked up ’bout the money, I spends it
Chanel on my ten toes (toes)
Pacific ocean bag, I got a water wrist
Poppin’ percs like they Mentos (ugh ugh, woah)
[Chorus]
Hit her from the side, caught a cramp (ugh)
Yeah, hop on the beat and ride it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)
[Chorus]
Pull up, made her serve, then I vamp (skrrt, what you rockin’?)
Remember Mario from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)
Chandeliers on both my ears, my earrings look like two lamps (bling)
But I won’t fold and I won’t bend
Maybe you tryna get under my skin
I’m so fuckin’ thankful for the bag and shit
I pop a bean and chop her like my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Niggas hatin’, tell ’em quit it
Dropped out of school, now I’m stupid paid (I’m stupid paid, whoa)
A deuce in the red, put it in the Sprite
How you gon’ bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super fakes (huh)
Gucci my vision, my lenses
That bitch with me a nympho (she a freak)
I been that nigga, y’all just super lames (y’all knew that)

[Verse 2]
The pussy made me tap, it was damp (wet)
This might not mean nothin’ to you but I used to get food stamps
But you gettin’ money, I don’t get it
[Intro]
[Outro]
You want smoke or you just acting?
Chains I’m a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I’m just kickin’ shit)
Yellow diamonds on me, look like macaroni (yellow, yellow)
She throwin’ fits, I told that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)
I had a talk with the most high (G-O-D)
They call me Capo the head guy (honcho, Bagg), yeah
Came in the game with vengeance
Tay Keith, Bagg
Are you serious, I’m just asking
Pinky ring like I pimp hoes (who you with?)
Amen
I could be still there so I’m thankful for this bag (amen)