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letra de fake opps - philthy rich, yn jay, louie ray & skinny t

[verse 1: yn jay]
we ain’t really got no beef, you my fake opp
young n-gga died from a fake shot
i was [?] by the lamb top, i want a wraith now
spent so much pape, can’t trust my bank, i need a safe now
oh, he think it’s smooth, he think it’s cool, he think it’s safe now
remember when i used to call them hoes, i’m calling banks now
if you [?] bread, i want my pape now
i’m a superhero in my hood, i need a cape now
[?] n-gga, throw them hands
why they don’t do that now more?
everybody wanna scam, why them boys don’t trap no more?
drinking wok, i’m mad as h-ll, like why they don’t make ac no more?
i walked off when i got [?] but i’m coming back for more
[?] this a jacket [?]
put it up, stack some more
bro pulled up, [?], shooting drac from down the street
only take a week to get you smoked, you like a pound of weed
somebody sold your ass some boo boo weed, you bought a pound of [?]

[verse 2: philthy rich]
look
spent 40 with that n-gga gary last week
all my opposition dead from my past beef
maybach truck cost 200 k, broke n-ggas stack a thou a day for 200 days
all my b-tches thick, i don’t like no skinny hoes
no, that b-tch ain’t come with me, that’s probably skinny ho
chain cost a hundred, roley cost a hundred
[?] in my [?], that’s another hundred
still got the bentley, still got the roles
million dollars up in cars, but nowhere to go
still the richest n-ggga from my side of town
i can get your big homie big homie knocked down
n-ggas on the net, playing police games
same n-gga wrote a staitment, when the police came
to keep it real, i’ve been being humble
my b-tch trap like it’s two of her, i be seeing double
it’s philthy
[verse 3: louie ray]
[?] braket though, if it don’t fit, i make it go
n-ggas from the hood was mad at me, they said i made [?]
[?] zips on another [?] i’m tryna make a boll
flint n-gga, million dollars used to seem unmakeable
they watching me on youtube, ’cause we don’t do no cable
at dispensaries, we set up shop, like come f-ck with my table
we turned grinding into shining, n-gga,, come f-ck with my label
two cribs, three cars, n-gga, just now getting stable
i’ve been bagging up bolls all day, my hands hurt
i can bring some work out to your block and make your mans work
before i ever got a distribution, got my kit first
i know n-ggas quick to pop it off, they be on tip first
i was in atlanta 27 hours, got a tip first
all this money ain’t do sh-t to me but make my b-tch work
i’m in your city doing features, on my tenth verse
[?] bag on my shoulder, like a big perse

[verse 4: skinny t]
in the city, we got the most motion
bro turned his back on the same n-ggas who gave him lotion
i’m out of town, i sware i make more cheese when i’m focused
the b-tch got mad when i walked past, but i ain’t even notice
that’s real sh-t, with the same n-ggas i was in the field with
i’m high as f-ck, i just bought it, i still steal sh-t
8000 on me in walmart, i still steal sh-t
i pulled off in the benz, it got a lil tint
these n-ggas mad, i’m tryna get a bag, they stuck in the past
it’s some sh-t you can have, but it don’t really last
i caught the b-tch doing bad, i treat her like she bad
most of these hoes be f-gs, but i ain’t even mad
we got motion for any n-gga who really need it
the hoes in the back naked, making the pool heated
some n-ggas say i got ucky, some n-ggas say i cheated
i’m still on the mission, n-gga, i ain’t even complete it
i hit two strippers in one night, and i ain’t throw no cheese
my b-tch say when she see me, all she see is d’s
i ain’t get the [?] i did the johnny t–th
the b-tch was acting all [?], she ain’t know i was me

- philthy rich yn jay louie ray skinny t

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