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Faker
Hip-Hop/Rap
Faker was released on May 8, 2026 by 4Front as a part of the album COMATOSE
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Release DateMay 8, 2026
Label4Front
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nix Kabamba
Nix Kabamba
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nix Kabamba
Nix Kabamba
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murph
Murph
Producer

Lyrics

Bitch, you're gun fake, your chain fake, your bands fake too
Let me tell you something, all of my money, come in baby blue
I just told my bitch, I'm just tryna fuck, like what you tryna do
Kamikaze, blow this bitch up, just let the bass boom
I just told you I don't really like you, I need space, yeah
Have you ever seen a hundred bands up to the face, yeah
If you haven't, please stay where you are, stay in your place, yeah
We breach havoc every time I come and hit my money dance
She must be a stripper, cause she know my pole is in my pants
I must be like Santa, cause the ice on my wrist is up North
On my wrist, diamonds shining to two-tone, you get the point
We been ballin' everyday, don't matter what we do, we score
We just playin' with you, ho, but when I'm done, you just a whore
Everything I do, I should get something, I need a reward
But I don't care about that shit, I don't need it, I need my money
My bro told you something, you come around here, you gonna start that runnin
Lookin' like my bank, I skunk these O's and O's and O's, go dummy
Bitch, go pull up, give me a hand, that stupid shit, that bitch go gummy
Where the fuck you goin? You're not in the NFL, you bum
Do it every time, go and drop it on him like a bomb
I hit her twice, twice, hit that shit just like a bong
Go on dnd when I record, now I'm doin' something wrong
I go back to back again, I could do this shit all night long
Bitch, you're gun fake, your chain fake, your bands fake too
Let me tell you something, all of my money, come in baby blue
I just told my bitch, I'm just tryna fuck, like what you tryna do
Kamikaze, blow this bitch up, just let the bass boom
I just told you I don't really like you, I need space, yeah
Have you ever seen a hundred bands up to the face, yeah
If you haven't, please stay where you are, stay in your place, yeah
We breach havoc every time I come and hit my money dance
She must be a stripper, cause she know my pole is in my pants
I must be like Santa, cause the ice on my wrist is up North
On my wrist, diamonds shining to two-tone, you get the point
All the diamonds, what the fuck? Bitch, you tryna get me sucked
I just put up with these guns on my body, what the fuck?
I just did this, I don't need nobody, none at all
I just put up new, beamer, big body going off
Big dawg, big dawg, big as fuck
Bentley truck, ride around, what the fuck
She a bad slut, but I cannot fuckin cuff
You a bastard, you steal my swag, get the fuck off
All blue in my pocket, look like Jared Goff
This bitch so bad, look like Jhené Aiko
Jump in the shit, I'm goin' in Geronimo
Bro is you dumb, what the fuck you sayin' bout stay in code
Written by: Nix Kabamba
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