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fake bitches - trfchops lyrics

hook:
f*ck em fake b*tches, get off my screen
f*ck em fake b*tches, what the f*ck is the meaning
behind all your yapping against me, you’re diseased
and looking for the demon, how many’ll bleed
looking for cheat codes on me
making me beat at first but no defeat
how many bleed, how many bleed
when they decide to just f*ck with me like
verse 1: trfchops
what the f*ck is happening, you stabbing me in the back and i thought we was cool and sh*t
until time decides to move on from it
i mean it’s inevitable, wrap sh*t up in the vegetables
you use for your diet water
this ain’t acceptable
this sh*t isn’t monumental
nor is it f*cking accidental
how many hoping to k!llin me now
there’s so many, i cannot count
when n0body’s home, they planning an assassination against me
what the f*ck is wrong with me

ain’t no way n0body really on my side, i want to die, these people makin me paralyzed while i only able to move my eyes
am i only just a circus show to the community of lies, ain’t surprised, the tension with us you can’t deny
look at the sky, another guy she’s with does that mean she’s a hoe?
of course it does, there ain’t no way to switch at halftime, before she switches and goes
defying my enemies
breaking a f*cker up into the smitherines
making em sip in the hennesey
covered in poison i’m k!lling the foes when i’m
f*cking em, breaking the noses and
gonna be charging em like a d*mn nine volt
expanding my wins when i’m spreading out messages
all of your f*cking lies’ temperment’s evident
making em f*ckers turn into the remnant
sick of you popping up onto my f*cking feed
thinking you cis,you looking like mrbeast
except for the fact that you givin bad memories
chopping the bodies up, breaking me mentally
mano, você não entendeu que eu domino a verso flipada?

b*tch stfu
i know it’s just me, b*tch
all the other hoes looking so sheepish
i don’t care about the way you plead, b*tch
cuz everyone thinks that i need 6
is it really because of the thousand listens that i gave him
exploiting just all of the spotify listens i gave him bruh
i know they’re mine, i spam that sh*t like a
bigita bigita bigita, shut the f*ck up, i’m autistic
hook:
f*ck em fake b*tches, get off my screen
f*ck em fake b*tches, what the f*ck is the meaning
behind all your yapping against me, you’re diseased
and looking for the demon, how many’ll bleed
looking for cheat codes on me
making me beat at first but no defeat
how many bleed, how many bleed
digging their grave when they come across me, 6
verse 2: down6
yo b*tch be my target, im upping the bargin
when carrying fakes b*tches through like a harness
i won’t hold back when im coming through marching
on yo block, we alien, we like some marvins
weed ain’t the market, the supply is harsh sh*t
the starking take over, procrastination sharpest
the arson of rats in the cars in the back
with an *rs*nal attached, i will never roll relaxed
when you see me, why you ducking from yo mothaf*ckin past
the gorilla type energy that fuel the game in the rap
why you lames all pretending like you shine from the pact
but the lies all divide in all kinds when they yap
whining for approval every day in the chats
why you sighting like im brutal but you mime what i pass
quit ya b*tching, you’ll get stitches in this mission while they hissing
won’t decipher no decision, smoke that pipe and now i’ve risen hoe

- trfchops lyrics

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