Christon Gray and Crown - Faux?!

Faux?



Are you a friend or a faux

all of the good girls be hoes

they only look good for the pose

I give to her and she go

I give it to her and she glow

Invest it and bringing back more

Wifey a 10 she a genius

Move like a snake on my (wait)

I aint got no more time for the faking

Title is mine for the takin

You must be sadly mistaken

Hearts are not meant to be breaking no

I think you like misbehaving so

Your life will always need savin so

But Im getting tired of savin hoes

I feel underapreciated bro



You aint a friend you a hoe

Save it we already know

Cook up and eat on the low

Keep the chopsticks for the pho (faux)

Make a fortune of the cookies

You cant buy me you can book me

Florida nigga sliding through the city bumping tampa tony keep jukin

Thats ya hoe? She keep looking

We aint speak but she tooken

All that she know is that in something different i came out the blue like im tookie

All that i know is that im anti panties she came out them too pop that pussy

She like the real and she know that you niggas gon cap to the end like you jussie

Nigga im building an empire

Fuck you mean nigga we been fire

You niggas lie like its true now

Fans dont know who to choose now

The game is mine

Your lane is mine

I kidnap that bitch like im juntow

Think you kidnapped chelsea clinton

Since rush hour 1 ive been getting it

Shawty lo bitch i get it

Get it get it get it get it

My bitch from south florida she love how i (Stick) hit it hit it hit it hit it (ahh)

Money counter high as ceilings

Run it up how you feeling

Written by:
Gregory Tew, Tobrenda Harris

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