[Intro: Lil Reese]
Faking
Faking
(Polo)
Faking
Most of these n***as be faking

[Chorus: Lil Reese]
Faking (Faking)
Most of these n***as be faking (Faking)
Taking (Taking)
Yeah, my n***as be taking (I need that)
Fuck the bitch, kick her out, she basic (She basic)
Race to the money, I be racin' (I be racin')
Lost my n***as, can't replace 'em (Can't replace 'em)
Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' erase 'em (Erase 'em)
Face 'em (Face 'em)
Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' face 'em (Face 'em)

[Verse 1: DqFrmDaO]
Get up on you, ain't doin' no chasin'
Me and my n***as don't do nothin' basic
Flame up, Poppie that blunt off face
I told Chops don't fuck with .380's
High speed on the jakes, ain't buildin' no cases
Ballin', feelin' like Tracy McGrady
Lay it back when he ain't want nun' to play with
Glock 21, Kriss Vec, it came with it
Approach me wrong, I blow your brains with it
VVS dance all in my chain with it
Walked in the club, I'm with the same n***as
My n***as so reckless, we can't be tamed, n***a
WIIIC City crazy, I'm Wild Insane with it
Remember Cheno with me, we was livin' dangerous
Friday shootouts, what's you gon' do now?
It's us and you now, n***as gettin' blew down
Ain't no hanger, fuck n***a, just move 'round
Fan ass n***a, nobody want you 'round
If he act tough, man, gang act a fool now
You gettin' shot, OB, just choose now
Foenem got eaters, they thirsty, they chew down
I'm with the gang, we'll shake your whole crew down
[Chorus: Lil Reese]
Faking (Faking)
Most of these n***as be faking (Faking)
Taking (Taking)
Yeah, my n***as be taking (I need that)
Fuck the bitch, kick her out, she basic (She basic)
Race to the money, I be racin' (I be racin')
Lost my n***as, can't replace 'em (Can't replace 'em)
Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' erase 'em (Erase 'em)
Face 'em (Face 'em)
Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' face 'em (Face 'em)

[Verse 2: Lil Reese]
If I ain't got the Glock, then my bitch gon' mace 'em (Gon' mace 'em)
Face 'em (Face 'em)
All these hoes be basic (Basic)
Chase 'em (Chase 'em)
Money only thing I'm chasin'
I ain't waitin'
Fuck that bitch, I'm impatient
Out of M.I.A, posted up with [?]
Twelve grimey, you know a n***a ain't say shit
With my n***as, you know my n***as'll shake shit
Shake shit (Fake shit)
Fake shit
You know I ain't with that fake shit (Nah)
Play with who? You know I ain't nun' to play with
Booka play with .30 in a Hervy
Folks in the cut with a .30, like Curry (Curry)
N***a, we ain't never worry (Nah)
[Chorus: Lil Reese]
Faking (Faking)
Most of these n***as be faking (Faking)
Taking (Taking)
Yeah, my n***as be taking (I need that)
Fuck the bitch, kick her out, she basic (She basic)
Race to the money, I be racin' (I be racin')
Lost my n***as, can't replace 'em (Can't replace 'em)
Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' erase 'em (Erase 'em)
Face 'em (Face 'em)
Catch the opps, yeah, we gon' face 'em (Face 'em)