Kartel Fo' - Fraudulent (feat. OG Mook)

All them niggas really bitches
They really be ducking switches
They typing this shit on Twitter
But will never see 6 figures
Grabbed the scale or grab the blender
He beefing but ain't got paper
It don't pay to be hater
You Niggas gotta get your weight up
They Know we everybody killa
When it come down to the skrilla
Disrespect like we won't kill your
I'm the one like Chauncey Billiups
Aye but Tell em we wont wait up
Bitch nigga go get your cake up
The Same age that Pac died
So I can't put the k up
You niggas rather chase a hoe
Or sit outside with all your bros
Be broke and got no goals
And be sharing the same hoes
Niggas won't grab the pot
Niggas be sharing Glocks
Niggas don't have no opps
Pussy won't slide not block
But he a talk to a Though
I'm Like mook i got my feet up
But you know I'm still gone cook up
Master p I am the hook up
Yea You niggas better get your trap up
I hopped right up on that blender
Slid on the stove all through December
Grab a scale and rode with brother
Running loans all through the winter
I rather scam for i go broke
Need your bank card and your code
Keep a scale for the new load
Keep a Pyrex for the coke
Turn that powder into a winner
Put the tan up in the blender
I'll sell this shit to auntie Linda
Before I ever give my trap up
All them niggas really bitches
They really be ducking switches
They typing this shit on Twitter
But will never see 6 figures
Grabbed the scale or grab the blender
He beefing but ain't got paper
It don't pay to be hater
You Niggas gotta get your weight up
They Know we everybody killa
When it come down to the skrilla
Disrespect like we won't kill your
I'm the one like Chauncey Billiups
Aye but Tell em we wont wait up
Bitch nigga go get your cake up
The Same age that Pac died
So I can't put the k up
Said that Choppa Sing like Glee
Humbly Looking Like a Key
30 hanging Off my Hip
But I Got something Up my Sleeve
I been Running Up a Knot
Nah I Ain't doing Shit for Free
Can't do Shit less It's a Fee
Cuz they Aint do Shit for Me
We lost Taeski Then Lost Maine
Had me Hot I Slid for Weeks
They ran In and Shot my Aunt
I wasn't Tryna Kill a Beat
Before I Got my Cap and Gown
I Put A nigga Underneath
Fuck you Thought this Shit was Sweet
I'd just Have to Disagree
Then we lost lae and uno
Hit 480 just to float it
Shit really made me focus
That's a bag I gotta go get
Gang with me like the four fifths
Close range he do like 4 flips
The oppas know I smoke shit
Celebrate by copping four fifths
All them niggas really bitches
They really be ducking switches
They typing this shit on Twitter
But will never see 6 figures
Grabbed the scale or grab the blender
He beefing but ain't got paper
It don't pay to be hater
You Niggas gotta get your weight up
They Know we everybody killa
When it come down to the skrilla
Disrespect like we won't kill your
I'm the one like Chauncey Billiups
Aye but Tell em we wont wait up
Bitch nigga go get your cake up
The Same age that pac died
So I can't put the k up

Written by:
Da'Tiniece Ariyo, Darnell Howell

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