Gio - Fake n***as Exposed lyrics

[Verse 1 C3ntre] Im really pipping up I drink it up drink it up drink it up drink it up Too much mula in my pocket my pocket sitting down Yours [?] but now this gon need to take like a minute And yeah i like the mezcal with the little worm in it All these muthaf**ers lookin at me funny but the b**hes in my DM callin me honey like no b**h i ain't chasin hoe a** im too busy makin muhf**in money Every n***a in my squad got my back im blessed Ima let my n***a Gio finish the rest Im here rappin with [?] on my chest [?] Its come fast n***a none of you n***as are in it are muhf**in rappers none of you n***as [?] like the final test its hard to f**in pa** [?] stuck to the muhf**in gra** Finagain that means ill f**ing murder you Make sure no one f**ing heard of you For all the haters its been in our word for you b**hes Me and Gio here no need to fear 2016 our muthaf**in year f** all these fake wannabe rappears Fire different places like [?] Yeah ill make you take your songs off of soundcloud Trynna reach for the goal [?] when you release your song ain't nobody Gonna [?] b**h n***as out here trynna jump for the n***as cause they too scared to throw dem hands worm here makin money they out here recycling cans n***a spittin too much fire f**in finna grill this sh** but now ima let my n***a Gio have return and k** this sh** [Verse 2 Gio] Im in this sh** in the foreign whip yo b**h right here boy she a dip talkin sh** get that 30 clip ill pop yo a** and then we dip the barrel lit dont cause a fit before i blow Gang gang gang gang gang gang Im on top please dont stop me f** the feds f** the paparazzi im on some me sh** damn its pretty rocky dont test me before i get to f**ing poppin Watch yo close ones friends are pretty flakey Cut the gra** low n***as really snakey Im on this beat boy im pretty pasty Man they dont hope that i dont f** yo lady Its pretty shady but i dont give a f** Im gon turn savage up Have you lookin stupid dumb Gettin money f** b**hes That sh** be lowkey fun If i see the stupid feds im bout to blow them wit my gun f** the ops f** the feds See them roll up blow their heads Double cup crazy dirty take that sh** to the head Man im feelin like a zombie all i want is f**ing bread And i got this b**h on her knees givin f**ing head I ain't finished im still gon rap until im the richest Dont f** with snitches Snitches get stitches Snitches are b**hes My squad is the realest yo squad is the weakest Watchu talkin bout willus f** f** all of yo feelins Blow this roof off the ceiling Man this sh** so appealing Now i got my a** geekin And i caught yo a** tweakin So my n***a we winnin Im gon chase this guap til i reach a hundred and mili And you know that im in it b**h im gon gon gon get it Get that guap up n***a so you know that im winnin Shout out to all of my n***as that been with me since the beginning... n***a