
Letra de Fake Killa
Black Friday, yeah (Yeah)
Black Friday, yeah (Yeah)
Black Friday, yeah (Yeah)
Black Friday, yeah (Yeah)
Black Friday, yeah (Yeah)
Black Friday, yeah (Yeah)
(That boy Jdolla go crazy)
Yeah, yeah
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
My life is so glamorous, but I'm still suicidal (Yeah)
But I didn't know how fast it get, every move is vital (Yeah)
I'm addicted to ass and tits, this should be the title (Yeah)
I'm addicted to the fancy shit, that's why I don't got no bridal (Yeah, yeah)
I look both ways, I drive in my damn Mercedes (Huh)
I'm lookin' both ways, I'm tryna find my damn baby (Huh)
If I go the wrong way, nobody could come save me (Huh)
But I tell shawty take a onе way, she might save me
Can't bеlieve I'm gettin' paid off the poems (Poems)
Feel like a UK nigga in the Uni, up in the dorms (Dorms)
Shout out to my motherfuckin' label, but I hate signin' these forms (Forms)
Devil all in my ear, fuck, still pray to the Lord (Lord)
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, I'm a fake killa (Yeah)
Lord, I'm a fake killa
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
My life is so glamorous, but I'm still suicidal (Yeah)
But I didn't know how fast it get, every move is vital (Yeah)
I'm addicted to ass and tits, this should be the title (Yeah)
I'm addicted to the fancy shit, that's why I don't got no bridal (Yeah)
(That boy Jdolla go crazy)
Yeah, yeah
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
My life is so glamorous, but I'm still suicidal (Yeah)
But I didn't know how fast it get, every move is vital (Yeah)
I'm addicted to ass and tits, this should be the title (Yeah)
I'm addicted to the fancy shit, that's why I don't got no bridal (Yeah, yeah)
I look both ways, I drive in my damn Mercedes (Huh)
I'm lookin' both ways, I'm tryna find my damn baby (Huh)
If I go the wrong way, nobody could come save me (Huh)
But I tell shawty take a onе way, she might save me
Can't bеlieve I'm gettin' paid off the poems (Poems)
Feel like a UK nigga in the Uni, up in the dorms (Dorms)
Shout out to my motherfuckin' label, but I hate signin' these forms (Forms)
Devil all in my ear, fuck, still pray to the Lord (Lord)
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord
Lord, I'm a fake killa (Yeah)
Lord, I'm a fake killa
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
I'm a fake killa
In a fake thriller (Gang)
My life is so glamorous, but I'm still suicidal (Yeah)
But I didn't know how fast it get, every move is vital (Yeah)
I'm addicted to ass and tits, this should be the title (Yeah)
I'm addicted to the fancy shit, that's why I don't got no bridal (Yeah)