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Fake Rich
3,295
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fake Rich was released on July 26, 2025 by Babii Moe LLC as a part of the album Fake Rich - Single
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Release DateJuly 26, 2025
LabelBabii Moe LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LaRon M Hall
LaRon M Hall
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LaRon M Hall
LaRon M Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LaRon M Hall
LaRon M Hall
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I already know this bitch a duck
Soon as I walk in the store, she finna open up
I ain't got time to argue with my opps, them **** broke as fuck
20 deep, I had a 30 in a Glock and we was posted up
Really the best when it come down to taking shots
'Cause I ain't choking up
I dropped a addy in my pop 'cause I ain't woke enough
I had a bitch, I found out she a bop and now we broken up
I might just put a switchy on my brother Glock
'Cause now he old enough
In 2021, went through a lot but I'm still holding up
Them honey buns and peanut butter got me strong as fuck
Was mad as hell up in that country jail
That shit felt long as fuck
This **** sad as hell, he told his bitch about me
Now she wanna f
This switch fast as hell
I don't know why the fuck this **** trying to duck
I love the hoes that shake ass and ain't got no butt
This foreign shit drive fast but ain't got no trunk
The opps block, I ride past it, they not gone bump
Got guap on me, if I flash it, I'm not gone stunt
We got pape, we be fucking ****' hoes and we flame shit
Bitch, you straight, I can't lie, you ain't got nothing on my main bitch
Brand new drac, I just gave it to my bitch, she on some gang shit
I ain't fake, you just mad 'cause I be staying in my lane, bitch
You think I'm cheating, but whole time I'm on the game, btc
I ain't repeating nothing, I ain't the type that's gone explain shit
He wanna beat his bitch, she getting drunk at night and in the main pic
In the bikini bottom, I'll be on top 'cause I'm the fish
This **** telling and he supposed to be my man's, he in some lame shit
I don't know why you pulling down your pants, I want some brain, bitch
I really wanna fuck your friend
I don't know why the fuck you came, bitch
This **** used to have two bands
I don't know how the fuck you fake rich
Like how the fuck you fake rich
Get your broke ass on, ****
Take your broke ass home, ****
Bitch, bitch, bitch
Written by: LaRon M Hall
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