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g.t. - no love lyrics

[intro: g.t.]
ayy
d_mn
alright, let’s get activated
ayy, yeah
i ain’t got no love for no fake_ass, actin’_ass, rappin’_ass n_gga
i’m a dopeman, trappin’_ass n_gga

[verse 1: g.t.]
young n_gga from 7 mile (ayy), that’s worth seven figures
that’s what happen when you waitin’ on a package, lil’ n_gga
i’m talkin’ about a hundred thousand after a hundred thousand, n_gga, we stack it different
and ever since i changed the tax bracket, they think i’m actin’ different
and if you ever took a loss and you kept checkin’, it say the tracking pending
shake that lil’ sh_t off like a boss, when you come back, you winnin’
hoppin’ out the whip i’m in, this b_tch over a quarter ticket
i don’t even want it tinted, let ’em see who floatin’ in it
i ain’t gotta brag about this sh_t, they already know who get it
came in the game like ja morant, jumped over n_ggas
[chorus: g.t.]
i ain’t got no love for no fake_ass, actin’_ass, rappin’_ass n_gga
i’m a dopeman, trappin’_ass n_gga
i ain’t got no love for no fake_ass, actin’_ass, rappin’_ass n_gga
i’m a dopeman, trappin’_ass n_gga

[verse 2: gue wop]
ayy, one brick, two bricks, i stack it different
i told migo just bring ’em, i’ma wrap and send ’em
and that don’t belong to me, mail it back to sender
is it boy? is it girl? i don’t know the gender

[verse 3: g.t.]
i just sent ’em out, wop tracked them b_tches
they already sold soon as we get home and unpack them b_tches
it’s easy to rap with gue, ’cause ain’t no cappin’, i be trappin’ with him
the plug sent a box of white squares, but ain’t no napkins in it
we ain’t even gotta use no bullets, dog, we’ll start smackin’ n_ggas
and everywhere we go, we set up shop and bring the traffic with us
go’n ‘head serve you somethin’, n_gga, before you rap about it
and if it was a race, we already won ’cause we ran laps around you

[chorus: g.t.]
i ain’t got no love for no fake_ass, actin’_ass, rappin’_ass n_gga
i’m a dopeman, trappin’_ass n_gga
i ain’t got no love for no fake_ass, actin’_ass, rappin’_ass n_gga
i’m a dopeman, trappin’_ass n_gga
[verse 4: g.t.]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
we just bust a chirp, it got diamonds in it
h_ll nah, this ain’t no luck, man, this what hard work and some grindin’ get you
my chain got vs1s, you lookin’ at it, that’s why it’s shinin’ different
keep thinkin’ sh_t sweet and playin’ friendly, we gon’ slime you n_ggas

[verse 5: gue wop & g.t.]
i just left lax gettin’ a hundred ‘bows
i finally figured why that chicken crossed that f_ckin’ road
’cause he was runnin’ from that pyrex and that hot_ass stove
how i play with her p_ssy, she play with her nose
i like to turn one to two and then play with the pro
and we don’t let sh_t slide, you play me, you gone
on my left wrist, i got fifty, that’s that rose gold
and this glocky got a fifty, i’ll send you home

[verse 5: icewear vezzo]
and clear that tab all by myself, don’t need no help with sh_t (don’t need no help at all)
i got big heater on me now, i get to meltin’ sh_t (i get to meltin’ sh_t)
they think my gang, we kappa alpha, get to steppin’ sh_t (big steppin’)
fifty in my pants, i’ll hit truth and get to blessin’ sh_t (skrrt)
vvss in my cuban, this b_tch bright as f_ck (drank god)
forty for that plain presi’, i’m gon’ ice it up (bust it down, n_gga)
yeah, put a dooky in my juice, i had to spike the punch (had to turn it up)
he a p_ssy, had to whack his homie ’cause he hyped him up (hah)
got a wraith on forgiatos all off pint money (skrrt)
swear these goofy n_ggas broke like they don’t like money (n_ggas broke as f_ck)
yeah, we came up off sellin’ purple, i got white money (like the white people)
r.i.p. lil rizz, whoever k!lled my— it’s on sight for him (no cap)
[chorus: g.t.]
i ain’t got no love for no fake_ass, actin’_ass, rappin’_ass n_gga
i’m a dopeman, trappin’_ass n_gga
i ain’t got no love for no fake_ass, actin’_ass, rappin’_ass n_gga
i’m a dopeman, trappin’_ass n_gga

[outro]
(2 side make the beat go)

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