Fake It ’Til You Make It
Teaser 1 (Norff)
I woke up in a Bugatti
Sweet and late, I’m sorry
Teaser 2 (12Digits)
Hopped in the Mustang
You know I got that
Pull up in the Raury
Bitch likes my baldy
Teaser 3 (Norff)
Fast life, fast house
Fast car, fast wife
Teaser 4 (Gee Mak)
In the Ferrari
My phantom, my keyboard, oh
No, it’s just a gene
Bayden Records
Chorus
I’ll fake it ’til I make it
No one of us know capping
I’ll fake it ’til I make it
Ya, stand back, don’t test me
I’ll fake it ’til I make it
Just stand back, don’t test me
Verse 1 (Norff)
Just stand back, don’t test us
We fake it until we make it
And we never fall, we never call
Catch me with these bitches
One on my left, one on my right
One on my back, moonwalking
On my new floor
Money bag, money back
Show me who the realest
Verse 2 (12Digits)
Check on my belly
You know I’m the realest
Turn on the beat
I’m killing it
Know I’ll beat it ten times, each better
They say that I’m good
They say that, everyone of ‘em
Check on my cheese, so heavy I’m struggling
You say I’m the realest, I know it
No one as good as me
Everybody who claims becomes my enemy
You have no idea, that’s why I don’t be dealing out
Bitch I’m the kind of our clothes
No photos, just in the car, hitting 20, feel the horse?
You know I’m plain as a penny
But I’ll bless ya, ‘cuz you a peasant
Check on my temper
Fuck the size of the Samsungs
Verse 3 (Gee Mak)
Got your bitch in the building in the back
How many dogs in the house will bite?
I took her in the room, she gave me a massage
She told me I’m cute I told her she’s soft
I told her I’ll fuck her, she told me I’m hard
I want two bags and a party
I make songs, I don’t listen to her
Smoke the Marlboro as she tells me in my world I’m just like her
And I don’t wanna get too fast ‘cuz I don’t wanna run out
Give me the champagne, pour it all out
When I pop, I don’t want her to give me that drag drag
And I’ll fuck her whenever she does her move
Moonwalk, and she moves with me
And she took the liquor and splashed
Then she told me, after sucking me off, I’m tight as fuck
I got this B in a Spaceship
Feeling like a shaved Tupac
We don’t feed this shit
I’m just rapping it one way
Fuck, give me some room like the rock
This brand, Gucci, Ferrari
Gimme some milk honey, I’m hungry
I’m heavy, but I’m lifting
I go anywhere I want to do
Do anything I want to
Tell me to move that’s something that I won’t do
Bacardi on Twitter, feeling it, Gee
Go on my page, I’m posting no photos
Chorus
I’ll fake it ’til I make it
No one around, no capping
I’ll fake it ’til I make it
Ya, stand back, don’t test me
I’ll fake it ’til I make it
Just stand back, don’t test me
Verse 4 (Norff)
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
Gucci, Gucci, Gucc
Versace, Versace, Versac
Honey on my feet
Look at my neck, gold
Look at my teeth, curse
Look at my fingers, I can buy you anything
I will buy you a house with six car garage
Lambo, Limbo, Bugatti, Ferrari, all tint, horse
And lastly, even a Porsche
Verse 5 (Gee Mak)
You know it’s fucked when I’m dissing
Everything I do is living
I’m a new genius in an old one’s shoes
That’s why I take apart my mind when we don’t see things
Best way to clear your mind is to show you when it rains
I put myself into the ring
And you can’t stand, don’t get up to me
And I’m almost dead, I’m the sweetest thing you’ve never seen
Everything I do, I do it for me
My homies and I are always ready
When I step in the ring
Ring the bell for me
I got no guns but I’m always, always, shooting
Verse 6 (12Digits)
Fucking my girl so clean
She a kinky
Tell her to beat me
She says I got the best stamina
I tell her that makes one of us
You want to lay down like a gnome, squealer
You want me to kill it
But your time is up
