Ain't Fuckin With the Fake (feat. Moolie Goon, L.V. & Danny Diamond) - P. Boi

No, No No no I ask shawty what's up and she was fucking with me (she was) I told the plug to front me, he was fucking with me (I swear he was) I swear I told her, they sit back and laugh at me (they was) Now I'm Richie Rich, got these haters mad at me (rich!) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) He wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me The plug he wasn't fucking with me He wasn't fucking with me Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me ìì Nooo Put it on my soul, put it on my soul It's quality control (QC!) I came from kicking doors Niggas never gave me shit On the block working my wrist Plug ain't front me shit Turn that ten to a whole 36 (flipping that) Remember when I met that bitch (remember that bitch?) She wasn't fucking with me I tried to tell the plug to front me a bag He wasn't fucking with me They wasn't fucking with me and now that Im rich! I don't wanna fuck with them Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) He wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me The plug he wasn't fucking with me He wasn't fucking with me Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me I told them I was gonna make it and they laughed My teacher told me that I was gonna never pass math Yeah she was right 80 thousand old hundreds, Jerry Rice I didn't get a diploma, I'm rich for life They didn't believe me BET, MTV, made you see it Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me I had to go get some new bitches The plug he wasn't fucking with me Until I got all them Benjis Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) He wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me The plug he wasn't fucking with me He wasn't fucking with me Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me No you are not fucking with me When I ain't had no currency (where were you?) You know you left a nigga hanging Treated me like I'm a stranger The plug he wasn't even fronting me a key (fuck the plug) But it's no pressure Im'a take the little nick and I'll flip it Im'a flex on you like a wrestler Even since a nigga stopped fucking with you baby girl, my life been better And I'm successful Michael Phelps in my bezzles I did this on my own, with no help from nobody Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (she wasn't) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me (mamma) The plug he wasn't fucking with me (he wasn't fucking with me) He wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me The plug he wasn't fucking with me He wasn't fucking with me Lil' mamma she wasn't fucking with me She wasn't fucking with me

I ain't got no inclination Give away my sweet sensation Sleepin' in an old tool shed Scumbag cryin' on his pillow When you wanna be with me then we will see Who's fuckin' with my head Hey, hey, hey, hey Fuckin' with my head Hey, hey, hey, hey Found myself in New Orleans With a scarecrow in my jeans Feed my forehead through the ceilin' Drank my coffee with a hubcap, yeah When you want to be with me then we will see Who's fuckin' with my head No, no, no, no Fuckin' with my head Hey, hey, hey, hey Devil's got pantyhose on his head Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread Well, you turn my body into a crutch And now I'm limpin' all over when I feel your touch, oh yeah Float out on my checkout boot Runnin' wild on the bayou Now talkin' on a walkie-talkie Credit card glued to my hand, feels good When you wanna be with me then we will see Who's fuckin' with my head Hey, hey, hey, hey No, no, no, no Fuckin' with my head Make me feel like an asshole I ain't got no soul I ain't got no soul No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, no, no