[Intro]
(808Mafia)

[Refrain: DJ Drama & Yo Gotti]
On some real shit (Mm)
You n***as can keep your fake love (Uh, uh)
Keep your fraudulent likes (No fake love, we was selling drugs)
Your phony-ass comments (They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug)
N***a, you ain't even gotta shake my hand (Mm, mm)
We can see the hate in your eyes (Uh, mm)
CMG, Gen Now (No fake love, we was selling drugs)
That's where it stops (Mm, mm)
(Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti & DJ Drama]
NFL yard line, n***a, 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 (Fuck 'em)
They say they gon' do somethin' to a n***a, I ain't one of them
Boy, please, put yo' 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 (Dramatic)
[Refrain: Yo Gotti & DJ Drama]
No fake love, we was selling drugs (Whip it)
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug (I showed you so)
Mm, mm (Ayy, you know I don't be rappin', I just be talkin')
Uh, mm (Tell a n***a what it really is)

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti & DJ Drama]
Glo was nominated, same time on the low I'm gettin' investigated (Still)
I'm showin' unity with CMG and n***as hate it (They hate it)
Dugg was doin' a bid 'cause he violated his probation (My n***a; free Dugg)
Told him stay strong and be patient (Free Dugg)
The internet goin' crazy, had to de-activate my Insta (Log off)
Might see me with a chauffeur in that Phantom with that pistol
Might see me in the Forbes, but I'm one of them boys
Really got it out the kitchen, digi scale is my award
Ask Billboard, I wouldn't do no cover without my guys, n***a, no lies, n***a
Beefin' with my n***as, ain't no sides, n***a, I'm ridin', n***a
White on white, big Phantom, I'm outside, ain't no hidin', n***a
You a dope boy tryna go the right way, then I'm the guide, n***a (Dramatic)

[Refrain: Yo Gotti, DJ Drama]
No fake love, we was selling drugs (I am; you know that's why)
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug (That word love; I really am)
Mm, mm (Is very, very serious)
Uh, mm (Very, very addictive)
No fake love, we was selling drugs (Gangsta Grillz)
They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug (Don't let that fake love get you)
Mm, mm (Let us move on)
Uh, mm (DJ Drama)
[Outro: Big Pilly]
For real, if y'all wanna pull up on me, pull up on me
Pull up on me
Pull up on me
Pull up on me
Pull up on me