I can spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I can spot the bag in the girl that you date She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks Oh, ah, ah I got a sixth sense when it comes to a bitch She's just a demon blowin' a kiss Oh, God (mhm, mhm) Oh, God (mhm, mhm) She's like a white sheep, what could she ever do? She's just a bad wolf comin' for you Oh, God (mhm, mhm) Oh, God (mhm, mhm) I know you're lost in her eyes And everything underneath Her body makes you go blind, but Not me, not me I can spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I can spot the fake in her beautiful face Yeah, she could put the, she could put the devil to shame Oh, ah, ah I can spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I can spot the bag in the girl that you date She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks Oh, ah, ah She's like a spring rose, but she's covered in thorns Her little hairband hiding her horns Oh, God (mhm, mhm) Oh, God (mhm, mhm) Oh, I know you're lost in her eyes And everything underneath Her body makes you go blind, but Not me, not me (oh) I can spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I can spot the fake in her beautiful face Yeah, she could put the, she could put the devil to shame Oh, ah, ah I can spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I can spot the bag in the girl that you date She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks Oh, ah, ah Don't say I didn't warn ya So fake, so California Don't say I didn't warn ya Ah, ah Don't say I didn't warn ya So fake, so California Don't say I didn't warn ya Ah, ah