Fake as Cake
Lyrics
[Intro - gritty 808 bass rumble, trap hi-hats ticking fast, menacing ad-libs echoing "fake ass"]
Yo, thought you was real, but you switched up quick
Grade 3 besties, now you ditched for that chick
[Verse 1 - hard-hitting 808s thumping, aggressive flow with punchy delivery, sparse snares snapping like whips]
Back in grade 3, we was tight, no cap, inseparable squad
You was my ride-or-die, laughin' through the halls, feelin' like gods
I poured my soul out, trusted you with the realest tea
But by 14, mask slipped, showed me who you be
Fake from the jump, actin' loyal, what a joke
Played me like a fool, now I'm laughin' while you choke
[Pre-Chorus - rising synth tension, double-time hi-hats building hype, growled ad-libs "switch up, bitch"]
Thought you was family, but you flipped the script overnight
Now you runnin' with replacements, out here lookin' tight?
Nah, that sassy bitch Chloe got you on a leash
Time to expose the fraud, put your fake ass on fleek
[Chorus - explosive drop, massive sub-bass sidechained to kicks, savage yells and layered echoes "fake! fake!"]
You a fake ass bitch, playin' with that replacement hoe
Grade 3 best friends? That was years ago, now you solo
Sassy little Chloe, think she runnin' the show?
I'm the savage queen, watch me bury you both below
Fake ass, fake ass, get the fuck outta my lane
Thought you was real? Bitch, you played the game in vain!
[Verse 2 - distorted 808 slides, rapid-fire flow with triplet spits, heavy reverb on threats]
14 hit, eyes wide, saw the truth in your grin
Swappin' me out like last season's skin
Chloe's your new puppet, pullin' strings on your weak ass
Sassy bitch moves, but y'all both trash, straight gas
I built you up, now you crumble under weight
Karma comin' swift, seal your fate, no debate
[Bridge - stripped trap beat slowdown, eerie vocal chops, whispered threats building to scream]
Remember the promises? All lies in the wind
You switched for clout, now your circle's thin
Chloe ain't loyal, she'll drop you too
Fake recognizes fake, bitch, that's you
[Outro Chorus - final massive drop fading with siren synths, ad-lib roasts "bitch, hoe, fake!", echoing decay]
Fake ass bitch, with that replacement hoe
Sassy Chloe crew? Y'all goin' down slow
Grade 3 dreams dead, I'm upgraded, savage mode
You played yourself, now the whole world knows!
(Fade: "fake... fake...")