Fake Lovin

Not been on that
And I seen ya
Ima fall back
Ima read ya
Wanna getchu
I made it witcha
I had to ditch you
I know your toxic
I can’t lie, I just want you here, in my bed
Chill and have a smoke time, a smoke time
Almost went to meet at, at my ends
Tryna make it up to ya
Getting back to my home, up to ya
I got some skills I gotta hone, up to ya
On a mission where I seen things, up to ya
Getting back to my home
Pops up! walk into my home
Tryna break it up portion control the way to go like>
Pops up! How I feel inside
Im ready to make a hit I been making my own vibe>
I been smoking way too heavy in this bitch man
I been looking for ideas in every hit man
I been choking off the bong it hits me fast yeah
Start recording inspiration leaves you fast
Not here so she must be in the back
Studying but she let me play it back
Play it back yeah she must be insta that
Play it back then I hit it from the back
Yeah she real and good to me
Say I feel good w/ you
You pour a cup> for me
Red solo cups> for two
Red wine in the belly of the beast yeah
3 cups and I dont feel nothing
Few sips already feeling the shit yeah
2 bitch, 1 better thang coming
I woulda done it first she so easy
I shoulda done it first feeling sleazay
I gotta better bitch she something
2 bitch, 1 better thang coming
You dont ever tell me shit
Really never tell me shit
You don’t ever tell me a thang
Really never tell me shit
Dont trust me ima leave> ya
Holding me back so I leave> ya
Not telling you I just leave