Hate Me
By Adam Tracy
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[Chorus: tr
Ace]
Petty bitches hate me - cuz they ain't me
All this money and these diamonds on me lately
No you can't save me
I be taking - a couple tabs and a pill
And now I'm laying - on the pavement
You gonna hate me
Hate me cuz you ain't me
Cuz you ain't me (3)
Now these bitches talking shit and I don't fuck wit it
I don't rock wit it
Hit you in the dome wit my sock with some rocks in it
On the block hit it, never stop sinning
Demons on my mind when you ass-kissing
I'mma pass bitches in my Camry with the roof missing
Tires hissing, everybody gon' ride wit it
She wanna fuck all the time minute
I just wanna get all the dime blinging
Why the fuck is my line ringing?
Why the fuck is my time ticking?
Why the fuck is my mind racing?
Why the fuck petty bitches hating?
She want (she want) take me out for lunch
She want take me out for brunch
I said do you see the time bitch, it's time for the crunch
Beat the beat it need a crutch
Bitch I came up from the mud
Squashing beef, chewing
I'mma eat the track like it's cud
Fuck her then I run
She want take my love
She want take my heart
I ain't even cry for you bitch, it's all in the past
I forgot about you so quick, I knew dat it wouldn't last
I'm done fucking witchu you
I'mma shock you just like Raichu
Chopper sneeze all over bless you
You a dummy I'mma test you
Bitch I'm really flexing huh
Bitch I'm really blessed huh
Now I lay you down to sleep
Napping take a rest (Ooh) bitch
I'm really tryna get a drop-top coupe
Stacking money to the mother-fucking moon
Bitch I'm really spazzing
And I'm crashing
And I'm blasting
And I'm asking
Why all these lame-asses look like magic?
[Chorus: tr
Ace]
Hating? You can keep it to yourself
Gucci on my belt dripping on my neck
Get a check, spend a check
Sipping AC, sipping Tek
Moin feature it's a bet
Catch your bitch like a net
I'm on go, ready set
Ion even rep a set, but I'm blasting
I'm passing lane switching and I'm cashing
Working on my bank account, get eight mansions
Rock star like I'm Manson, Marilyn
Speeding and I'm barreling
That bitch said she fuck if I sing
So now I be caroling, aye
Carrying your bitch, aye
She gon' suck my dick, aye
Give that bitch a mint, aye
Bitch I'm finna hit, aye
Jake Paul I be lit, aye
Bitch I am the shit, aye
Bitch I'm finna rock out
I just wanna cuddle she said
“Boy pull out your cock now”
Whoa, aye, I just pulled my Glock out
Told that bitch to walk out
And she stormed away in protest
Huh, like a walk out
Ace]
Petty bitches hate me - cuz they ain't me
All this money and these diamonds on me lately
No you can't save me
I be taking - a couple tabs and a pill
And now I'm laying - on the pavement
You gonna hate me
Hate me cuz you ain't me
Cuz you ain't me (3)
Now these bitches talking shit and I don't fuck wit it
I don't rock wit it
Hit you in the dome wit my sock with some rocks in it
On the block hit it, never stop sinning
Demons on my mind when you ass-kissing
I'mma pass bitches in my Camry with the roof missing
Tires hissing, everybody gon' ride wit it
She wanna fuck all the time minute
I just wanna get all the dime blinging
Why the fuck is my line ringing?
Why the fuck is my time ticking?
Why the fuck is my mind racing?
Why the fuck petty bitches hating?
She want (she want) take me out for lunch
She want take me out for brunch
I said do you see the time bitch, it's time for the crunch
Beat the beat it need a crutch
Bitch I came up from the mud
Squashing beef, chewing
I'mma eat the track like it's cud
Fuck her then I run
She want take my love
She want take my heart
I ain't even cry for you bitch, it's all in the past
I forgot about you so quick, I knew dat it wouldn't last
I'm done fucking witchu you
I'mma shock you just like Raichu
Chopper sneeze all over bless you
You a dummy I'mma test you
Bitch I'm really flexing huh
Bitch I'm really blessed huh
Now I lay you down to sleep
Napping take a rest (Ooh) bitch
I'm really tryna get a drop-top coupe
Stacking money to the mother-fucking moon
Bitch I'm really spazzing
And I'm crashing
And I'm blasting
And I'm asking
Why all these lame-asses look like magic?
[Chorus: tr
Ace]
Hating? You can keep it to yourself
Gucci on my belt dripping on my neck
Get a check, spend a check
Sipping AC, sipping Tek
Moin feature it's a bet
Catch your bitch like a net
I'm on go, ready set
Ion even rep a set, but I'm blasting
I'm passing lane switching and I'm cashing
Working on my bank account, get eight mansions
Rock star like I'm Manson, Marilyn
Speeding and I'm barreling
That bitch said she fuck if I sing
So now I be caroling, aye
Carrying your bitch, aye
She gon' suck my dick, aye
Give that bitch a mint, aye
Bitch I'm finna hit, aye
Jake Paul I be lit, aye
Bitch I am the shit, aye
Bitch I'm finna rock out
I just wanna cuddle she said
“Boy pull out your cock now”
Whoa, aye, I just pulled my Glock out
Told that bitch to walk out
And she stormed away in protest
Huh, like a walk out
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