Fee Rothstein - Fake Pints (feat. Evan the Twerkgod)

Shorty said she really like my accent
She like where you from? Sound like New York
Nah, Detroit mixed with Falasteen (Palestine)
Talking Holy Land, baby pictures with the beam

Drop a four, drop a deuce, drop a four bitch
Mane I'm about to spazz, about to lose it
I swear they telling lies, yea they telling lies
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
You ain't rapping about your life yea they all lies

Man they small guys, we the big fish
Piranha Gang
Them my bros, Evan pull up he gon' pour a four
Tral my bro, he gon' come out with the nine that glow
And you know, chopper eat you like a cannibal
Thats no question, kamikaze we gon' fuckin' blow
Yea they call me Hunnid Thousand baby
But you can call me Fee- Ask me why I'm smiling baby (because)
Just cracked a seal on a Pint lil' baby
Say she want a line lil' baby, this shit mine lil' baby
This shit real life
Thinking back when I was down
They ain't want to see him up and I ain't see the light
They ain't want no part of me
Now they hit me like "Look at what you started Fee"

Drop a four, drop a deuce, drop a four bitch
Mane I'm about to spazz, about to lose it
I swear they telling lies, yea they telling lies
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
You ain't rapping about your life yea they all lies

Seal cracked on it, something ain't right
Hope he ain't hit you with a Fake Pint
Coffee cup, Netflix, Late Night
Shades on, put my chain on, take pipe
I'm the realest and you heard it through the grapevine
Imma swerve when I swerve like it ain't mine
On my homie block for the chop dog
The rock might go pop but I ain't a pop star
Do the tricks on the dick; what i rap for
Tricks on this bitch, thats a helicopter
If he ain't acting right, imma zap the boy
He a fuckin' square, I'm a trapezoid
If he ain't acting right, imma zap the boy
He a fuckin' square, I'm a trapezoid

Drop a four, drop a deuce, drop a four bitch
Mane I'm about to spazz, about to lose it
I swear they telling lies, yea they telling lies
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
You ain't rapping about your life yea they all lies

Before them trap beats, I was posted in the trap
Before them trap beats, I was posted in the trap
Before them beats was trap, I was posted in the trap
Five Oh (5-0) watch me mash out in my Cadillac

Ask Akey bout them stories; we made history
And i beat a couple cases, listen to me
Ask Akey bout them stories; we made history
And i beat a couple cases, listen to me

I swear they telling lies, yea they telling lies
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
You ain't rapping about your life yea they all lies

Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
Talking about that juice ain't got no lines
Fake Pints, sipping Fake Pints
You ain't rapping about your life yea they all lies

Swear they telling lies, yea they telling lies
Talking about that lean sipping Fake Pints

Written by:
Fee Rothstein

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