Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fake Lit, artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 24.11.2016
Song language: English
Fake Lit |
It’s fake lit, mayne |
(Fake lit?) |
Yeah, man. |
Fake lit, mayne |
You know, lightweight jammin', know’m’talkin’bout? |
Lowkey poppin' |
It’s fake lit, mayne |
Fake lit |
(JuneOnnaBeat, don’t shoot him in the street) |
We bounce out spaceships |
I keep it on me, you can check my hip |
I’m hella dope like sixteen zips |
We push up in the buildin' like ‘this fake lit' |
Uh, this fake lit |
That’s on my mama children, nigga, this fake lit |
Yeah, this fake lit |
We push up in the buildin' like ‘this fake lit' |
To get in this bitch it was hectic |
This more crackin' than I expected |
Bad bitches, short dresses |
Baller blockers wanna intercept it |
Don’t ever disrespect it |
We gassed up, my nigga, super unleaded |
We talk slicker than some Armor All |
Lookin' for some bitches and some alcohol |
A half-a-hundred on my arm |
Yellow diamonds, looking like corn |
Papered up, fitted fly, bossy, hella dope |
Chain longer than a muthafuckin' bungie rope |
UH! |
I hope that it’ll be no catastrophes |
This shit over capacity |
Fire marshal on his way, probably |
ABC trippin', checkin' identities |
We standin' on the couch like ‘fuck it' |
Tycoon vodka in a ice bucket (Yee!) |
Livin' it up to the fullest, having our paper and showing off |
Broke up or broke a long time ago, get money or get lost |
Blowin' Girl Scout cookies, Durban and OG kush strains crossed |
My thundercats’ll get on you for a quarter-pound of that sauce |
Baby got back, she thicker than bacon fat and I’m tryna have at that |
It’s bitches up in this bitch, lightweight jammin', it’s fake lit |
(Tell ‘em, pimp) |
Know’m’talkin’bout? |
Having money, feeling good about my muthafuckin' self, mayne |
Know’m’talkin’bout? |
Yeah, mayne |
Ay, you can’t keep a real one down, mayne |
Get money or get lost, mayne |
Ay, June, why you do a beat like this, pimp pimp? |
This muthafucka here mobbin' |
Mobbin' |