Armon and Trey - Fake Love - Drake| Black Beatles - Rae Scremmurd| No Limit - Usher|Sorry - Beyoncé | (Lyrics) lyrics

[Verse 1: Armon Warren, Trey Traylor] Yea They look up to me They look up to me I got fake people showin' fake love to me Straight up to my face, straight up to my face To my to my yea That girl is a real crowd pleaser Small world, all her friends know me Young bull livin' like an old geezer Release the cash, watch it fall slowly [Verse 2: Armon & Trey (Trey)] Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) f**in' on your b**h she a thot, thot, thot (Thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) f**in' on your b**h she a thot, thot, thot (Thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) She a thot thot She a thot thot [Hook 1: Trey (Armon)] Whole time they wanna take my place (Whole time they wanna take my place) Whole time they wanna take my place (Whole time they wanna take my place) Whole time they wanna take my place [Verse 3: Trey (Armon)] You know you fine Baby you know that you fine (I'm just tryna make you mine) Tryna make you mine (Yeah I'm tryna make you mine) Put a tingle in your spine We got to vibe, we got a wave (You should ride on it) All the places I could take (You girl is limitless So if you never been Girl I would just love to take you there You don't have to worry ‘bout a thing I got it, let me show you better than) Cause I may not know you, just let me hold you You'll be my soldier, like you from the ‘Nolia Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye Tell him, boy, bye, boy, bye, middle fingers up I ain't thinking 'bout you [Hook 2: Armon & Trey] Make you say uh, no limit Got that Master P, no limit baby Give you that black card, no limit Just know when you roll with a n***a like me There's no limit, baby Get high baby roll one, cloud nine 'bout to go up Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up When we land we can roll out Show you somethin' you ain't know about Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out [Outro: Trey, Armon Yo body on my body, baby I'm about to catch a body in here, baby I love the way you grind on me Said I'm about to catch a body in here, baby I'm about to catch a body Oh yeah, oh yeah, don't stop it now I'm about to catch a body on me