No Fake Love Yo Gotti

[Intro]
(808Mafia)
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
No fake love, we was sellin' drugs
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
No fake love, we was sellin' drugs
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm

[Verse 1]
NFL yard line, nigga, I'm a hunnid
Big Gotti, eighty somethin', fifteen from a hunnid M's
I heard they don't fuck with me (Ha), I don't fuck with them
They say they gon' do somethin' to a nigga, I ain't one of them
Boy, please, put your hands on a gangsta, gon' die
Fake love, I don't even believe my bitches when they cry
Fuck love (NFL), I be havin' motion
Buy that bitch a bag, I can't give her no emotions
In a Phantom with the hammer tucked (Yeah), and I'm with Angela
I ain't lost a crush since high school, I'm "Mr. Follow Up"
Big rings, lookin' like I won the Super Bowl
I'm in the kitchen with this shit, I got a super stove

[Chorus]
No fake love, we was selling drugs (Whip it)
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (Ay, you know I don't be rappin', I just be talkin')
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (Tell a nigga what it really is)