Lyrics Fake - Lefta, Sweetheart

Fake

Tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m staring at a baby
Who can’t drive his own car
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m watching a drunk
Passing out at the bar
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m looking at a player
Whose not up to par
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m high and I’m flying
But you’re not going far
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
Tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m staring at a baby
Who can’t drive his own car
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m watching a drunk
Passing out at the bar
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m looking at a player
Whose not up to par
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m high and I’m flying
But you’re not going far
Can’t drive his own ride
I got nothing to hide
On a leash
I’m a beast
When I’ve released what’s inside
It’s more than a B or an A
We ain’t tied
I’m a winner in every way
I’m obliged
Party people where you at
Sorting hat picking sides
Where I’m at, you’re in line
Don’t ask me why
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m staring at a baby
Who can’t drive his own car
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m watching a drunk
Passing out at the bar
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m looking at a player
Whose not up to par
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m high and I’m flying
But you’re not going far
You’re drunker than a skunk
Passed out with a thunk
Put you in my trunk
Major fit, there’s no junk
Are you a player or a punk
On every layer you stunk
You stink like the dunk
You ain’t a hunk
You ego could dunk
Your attitude suck
I’m not sharing my bunk
There’s no room for your funk
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
(Loser)
Fake, Your a Fake
Fake, Your a Fake
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m staring at a baby
Who can’t drive his own car
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m watching a drunk
Passing out at the bar
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m looking at a player
Whose not up to par
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
I’m high and I’m flying
But you’re not going far
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are
Now tell me what you looking at
Who do you think you are