Cardiak Flames - Fraud

Cardi
Easy
Baby
Run it
They want that number one spotlight
That's what they want, huh
You know that's my spot, right
Don't they know
But they ain't real like they spit it
They ain't real like they spit it
They talk it but they don't live it
They don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it
F-R-A-U-D
They talk it but they don't live it
They don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it
The number one spot
That's my shit. Want it? Come and get it
Act like Cardi ain't been givin' game, what, act like I ain't been a shit
Cardi, flexin' on y'all, been a full-time job with the lifetime benefits
Yes, homie middle name is advanced, y'all steadily stuck on that beginner shit
Uh, intermediate at best, still comin' in second, I'm somethin' like a winner, shit
Me, my lane though, can't bang with these lames, yo
Nah, I stay in my bag, them greenbacks what I came for, uh
Always on my switch up, won't never catch me on the same flow, never
Keep 'em guessin' in the game, word to my name, homie, your dame know, ask
Ask about me, she make that thing clap about me
Got all her girlfriends wanna know why she blow them stacks about me
That's cause y'all lames lie, and she know for sure them facts about me
Never been the fraud type, that's y'all type, you cats better learn up
Learn, take em back to the turn up, homie on fire, y'all about to get the burn up
They question why I call all winning plays, I am from Philly, I'm stuck in my ways
Shout out to FL, that's home as well, homie been puttin' work in there for days
Actually years, time to cash in, they answer no, but it's actually yeah, ow
They want that number one spotlight
That's what they want, huh
You know that's my spot, right
Don't they know
But they ain't real like they spit it
They ain't real like they spit it
They talk it but they don't live it
They don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it
F-R-A-U-D
They talk it but they don't live it
They don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it
The number one spot
That's my shit. Want it? Come and get it
Okay C-A-R-D-I, uh, all I know, he fly, yes
They don't do it like him, that's why haters don't like him
But what he care though? They just mad cause they weirdos
Them lame clowns, I stay clear of those, never catch me break bread with those
Never, suckers man, turncoat muh uckers, man
Cats that you been down with, find out they on some clown shit
I don't need that around shit, that's why I don't come around, bih
That fake and phony shit played out like 24's on a Crown Vic
Played, yeah, homie did that, run tell lat, tell 'em homie said that
No switchback, nah, y'all could forget that, we mismatched, y'all plugs I don't fit that, nah
S-double 5-0, pitch black, tan in the gut, I ain't talking six-pack
Make 'em disappear? Yeah, y'all wish that, y'all sit back, watch homie turn a rich cat, uh
Woo, rich cat, haha, rich cat
Counting all these stacks, count, count, counting all these stacks, count it
Stuntin' don't count for shit, especially coming from jokers that's counterfeit
We gon' develop the pictures in dark rooms, expose the real living cartoons, boom
That, that number one spotlight
That's what they want, huh
You know that's my spot, right
Don't they know
But they ain't real like they spit it
They ain't real like they spit it
They talk it but they don't live it
They don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it
F-R-A-U-D
They talk it but they don't live it
They don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it, they don't live it
The number one spot
That's my shit. Want it? Come and get it

Written by:
Matthew Covington Jr.

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