Stop Hating

Charger The most high Okay, cool, you bought some Rick Nigga, I got a pair for all my niggas (Woo) Okay, cool, it cost a brick Shawty, my pockets over all these niggas Prada shades just for the fit Shawty, I can see all these niggas (Phoenix) (Hating, hating, hating, hating, hating) High as a bitch and I'm flyin' (Hating, hating, hating, hating) Swervin' the Masi', you see me, lil' bitch I be fly (Hating, hating, hating, hating) Pipe this shit up, nigga, better go pick you a side, uh-huh, huh All these backends got me thumbin', huh (Woo) I gave the Glock to my cousin Eat 'em up, she tryna fuck in the mornin' Beat it up, I'm in the back of the function, my heater out I'm spendin' five every time that I'm eatin' out Christian Dior all on me, got her fiendin' now SUV, big-body swervin', I'm leavin' out All this red drop in this cup got me leanin' now (Ayy, ayy) Switch the Ferrari, I'll still pull the demon out Hop in the— (Skrrt, whew), why the fuck I keep speedin' out? Bring out the hoes, yeah, the more, yeah, the merrier We in the hills, now this shit gettin' scarier (Oh-oh) She say, "That nigga too broke, he embarrasin'" She easy impressed, you should see the interior She call me God like a nigga superior Who really movin' like me? Let's get serious True Religion, Buddha-man got me curious Should I blow ten on a fit like, "Fuck do you mean?" Kickback on top of the floor, and she comin' to my house (My house) Breakin' her back, she keep throwin' that ass This lil' ho must think she getting flied out (Flied out) She can't be one of my bitches, I pull up Selena, Selena, Selena, Selena (Phew) Had to pop out with my demons (Woo, phew) Bitch, we outside, what's the deal? (Brr, brr) Shoot it up (Fah, fah), who brought the fire out? Bitch, I'm T'd up on a motherfuckin' Monday My young niggas still goin' viral (Viral) K on my feet, spend a K on my feet Jeremy Scott wings got me fly (Fly) Blowin' chickens like we El Dorado Politicin' light-skin like Mulatto (Damn) Niggas keep stealin' the swag but never again I'm steppin' on all these niggas Fuck it, I'm goin' again, my diamonds keep dancin' Fuckin' up all these niggas I got a plug in Rodeo, he bought me some yayo I could've bought four of them bitches Don't book me for no fuckin' show, bitch, unless it's some cash They probably can't afford me nigga Throw that shit on in the mornin', on in the mornin' Fuckin' your bitch in the mornin' I'm fuckin' yo bitch in the mornin' Nah, I didn't mean it, she callin' me, she was horny Prada black boots in the mornin' Straight in the mornin', she suckin' me while I'm yawnin' She say that she hate bein' lonely, so she pulled up on me Pull up on me, bitch, pull out (Hating, hating, hating, hating, hating, hating, hating) High as a bitch and I'm flyin' Swervin' the Masi', you see me, lil' bitch I be fly (Hating, hating, hating) Pipe this shit up, nigga, better go pick you a side, uh-huh, huh All these backends got me thumbin', huh I gave the Glock to my cousin Eat 'em up, she tryna fuck in the mornin' Beat it up, I'm in the back of the function, my heater out (Woo) I'm spendin' five every time that I'm eatin' out Christian Dior all on me, got her fiendin' now SUV, big-body swervin', I'm leavin' out All this red drop in this cup got me leanin' now (Woo) Switch the Ferrari, I'll still pull the demon out Hop in the— (Skrrt, whew), why the fuck I keep speedin' out?