Boy, please, put your hands (c’mon) on the gangsta (c’mon) that
Fake love, I don’t even believe my bitches when they cry
Fake love (in the) I be have emotions (emotion)
Bag, I can’t give no emotions
In a phantom with a and now I'm with Angela
I ain’t lost a crush since high school
I'm Mr. Follow Up
Drinks, lookin’ like super ball (super ball)
I'm in the kitchen with this, superstar

No fake love
We was sellin’ wipe it