Lyrics counterfeit - DeFauni Scleep

3 times, 3 times? yes, who no twice homie, 3
Big stick on my hip you cannot touch this
Big glock with no grip rip it like a ripstick
2 ho's on my phone I might drop the address
New clothes same bro's we ain't changing real quick
I just poured another 4 that's prolly why i'm feeling sick
I ain't ask about your problems why you in your feelings man
Why your diamonds ain't legit, all your money counterfeit
I just whipped another brick, making money since a jit
Play with the gang and you might as well die
I catch him lacking he floor it and drive
I got the MAC with the 4 and the 5
I might just pull the wraith out the garage
All you do cap i'm like why do you lie?
I pulled out the glock and he said "oh my god"
He said he got money its all a mirage
The skin on my blick man it feeling COD
Big stick on my hip you cannot touch this
Big glock with no grip rip it like a ripstick
2 ho's on my phone I might drop the address
New clothes same bro's we ain't changing real quick
I just poured another 4 that's prolly why i'm feeling sick
I ain't ask about your problems why you in your feelings man
Why your diamonds ain't legit, all your money counterfeit
I just whipped another brick, making money since a jit