Fake Love Lyrics

(Zaytoven)

Ian got time for the fake love

Wake up say my prayer in the name of (I pray)

Feelin' like Gucci

Model bitches I don't fuck with no groupies

Only whippin' if I'm riding with two seats

Speed off on you like a racer

Thirty-round clip in the chamber

Ian no gangsta but don't be a hater (Let's get it)

She in love me

I'm spending racks on her throat

Labels calling me

I'll call you back I'm on da boat (I'll call you back)

You should just stick to the code

Whole team stay solid, you know we don't fold

Diamond my neck and my wrist got me froze

Remember them days I had Ramen on stove

Man in the ring, feel like Rocky Balboa

Deep in the pussy get stretching like yoga

Ian got time for the fake love

Wake up say my prayer in the name of (I pray)

Feelin' like Gucci

Model bitches I don't fuck with no groupies

Only whippin' if I'm riding with two seats

Speed off on you like a racer

Thirty-round clip in the chamber

Ian no gangsta but don't be a hater (Let's get it)

You know I just keep to the business

Cuzzo always told me snitches get stictches

Flippin' shawty like a present on Christmas

I ain't fucking, I'm just working on fitness

They thought I'd come out like a rookie

They been too high, they been smokin' on cookies

I'm rollin' runts only roll with the goodies

Dolce Gabbana got her flexin' like Snooki

Had to put 'em up with a g check

Homie think he hard, got the chains in a v-neck (pussy)

Gotta sip the Henny in between sex

Bought another Hemi so I take off when I see feds

Diamonds in the motha fuckin' rollie

Kicks so hard like the motha fuckin' goalie

I'm only fuckin' on she

She only lovin' on me

Ian got time for the fake love

Wake up say my prayer in the name of (I pray)

Feelin' like Gucci

Model bitches I don't fuck with no groupies

Only whippin' if I'm riding with two seats

Speed off on you like a racer

Thirty-round clip in the chamber

Ian no gangsta but don't be a hater (Let's get it)