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zt_GAT - Fake Love Lyrics



zt_GAT - Fake Love Lyrics




You the type to start sneak dissing
But dap me up on the first meeting
Fake love,always fake shit
You get cropped out when you dont listen
Nigga's act like they're gang
But feel good,when dead,your soul be missin
Holding tight man you know im grippin
The closest fake,man i got a vision

Give it time,though you think im trippin
A chef in kitchen,you know im mixing

Cold days,fake friends season
Why you hating,no valid reason
Lot of y'all be meet ridin
Its time for y'all to convert to vegan

Nigga's losing homies,though they fake
Now that be causing some gang depletion

Top the log,im topping every season
Heights right calculate my beacon
Cause a crime,im causing up a treason
Seven eight,a massive well known region

How you claim you a real homie,you're a waste
You're more like a useless semen

I might just call you a shovel cause damn man you bad
Every story you know how you deepen

You the type to start sneak dissing
But dap me up on the first meeting
Fake love,always fake shit
You get cropped out when you dont listen
Nigga's act like they're gang
But feel good,when dead,your soul be missin
Holding tight man you know im grippin
The closest fake,man i got a vision

Give it time,though you think im trippin
A chef in kitchen,you know im mixing

Cold days,fake friends season
Why you hating,no valid reason
Lot of y'all be meet ridin
Its time for y'all to convert to vegan

Nigga's losing homies,though they fake
Now that be causing some gang depletion
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English

You the type to start sneak dissing
But dap me up on the first meeting
Fake love,always fake shit
You get cropped out when you dont listen
Nigga's act like they're gang
But feel good,when dead,your soul be missin
Holding tight man you know im grippin
The closest fake,man i got a vision

Give it time,though you think im trippin
A chef in kitchen,you know im mixing

Cold days,fake friends season
Why you hating,no valid reason
Lot of y'all be meet ridin
Its time for y'all to convert to vegan

Nigga's losing homies,though they fake
Now that be causing some gang depletion

Top the log,im topping every season
Heights right calculate my beacon
Cause a crime,im causing up a treason
Seven eight,a massive well known region

How you claim you a real homie,you're a waste
You're more like a useless semen

I might just call you a shovel cause damn man you bad
Every story you know how you deepen

You the type to start sneak dissing
But dap me up on the first meeting
Fake love,always fake shit
You get cropped out when you dont listen
Nigga's act like they're gang
But feel good,when dead,your soul be missin
Holding tight man you know im grippin
The closest fake,man i got a vision

Give it time,though you think im trippin
A chef in kitchen,you know im mixing

Cold days,fake friends season
Why you hating,no valid reason
Lot of y'all be meet ridin
Its time for y'all to convert to vegan

Nigga's losing homies,though they fake
Now that be causing some gang depletion
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Writer: Aubrey Tsoka
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 1:29
Written by: Aubrey Tsoka
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