Haters

[Chorus: Lil Dusty]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But my past was not a pretty one
So imma flame you all on this track
Yall are a bunch of haters man haters man haters man
Im gonna give you one dirty look
And telling me that I have no friends?
I'm here to tell you that yall are wrong
Yall are a bunch of haters man, haters man, haters man, haters man
(Skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt)

[Verse 1: Lil Dusty/Drake]
Last name fuck up
First name shut the
Like my physics test boy I ain't nothing to play with
Started off depressed, but thanks to all the haters
Imma end up going to college in the state of gators
Lookin real dusty wit yo smile, ugly
They contest; I write a diss track, stop me
Planting up with Kori and Saif, green tree
If I was with yo bitch you know I fucked, riri
Dropped my girl off she said she had a damn good time
Who'da thought I'd slay all these haters like a murder crime
Triggered all of yall; your mouths leaking light purple grime
Rage inside your heart man, I made it without it
Yeah, nigga you just on my kill list
Tryna copy up my style, boy you don't get the whole gist
Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness
If you talked me down one time, then dont switch it, bitches

[Chorus: Lil Dusty]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But my past was not a pretty one
So imma flame you all on this track
Yall are a bunch of haters man haters man haters man
Im gonna give you one dirty look
And telling me that I have no friends?
I'm here to tell you that yall are wrong
Yall are a bunch of haters man, haters man, haters man, haters man

[Verse 2: Jay Juvi/Kayne]
Diamond oozing Jay Juvi in the building
Like Kanye ya'll know I'm bout to kill this
I'm still a young king, new guns, blue beams
I fucked yo bitch she suck my dick that's y u niggas hate
I was broke and now I'm rich thanks to your plotting
Now I flex like Gucci at the hawks games
Don't know my story, I'm glowin
I had pulled the trigger once, then the book got kinda gory
Young nigga grown up
The haters start supporting
Hoe fuckin money hunting “What?” That's uzi
These haters got my new phone buzzin
He mad cz his bitch callin me husband
Haters think they bring me down but they really nothing
Its cz these haters niggas know me like we fuckin cousins
Damn don't make grab the tool bruh
This, This uzi make you ooze blood
I'm Used to sell the packs
And putting caps in niggas caps
Send a hater straight to heaven like he smoking gas
Rack the slide, pull the trigger and watch that bitch blow back
How u hate when you know I spit truth and that's a fact
I went savage on this and this lil dusty track
My mixtape coming soon I'm bringing rap back

[Chorus: Lil Dusty]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But my past was not a pretty one
So imma flame you all on this track
Yall are a bunch of haters man haters man haters man
Im gonna give you one dirty look
And telling me that I have no friends?
I'm here to tell you that yall are wrong
Yall are a bunch of haters man, haters man, haters man, haters man

[Verse 3: Lil Dusty/Lil Wanye]
Ok, hello it's savage boy
AKA girl's sex toy
Yall are a bunch of haters, wake up and shut the fuck up
Upgraded to a D cup
Kori said you're a cuck
If I had one night then I guess I'd go 21 21 21
And I will always flame like I'm zooming in to aim
Calling me skinny and I turned around said "fucking lame"
Rising up like ima phoenix you can call it fame
But what am I mad for? Shouldn't stress bout these whores
You're like a fucking traffic jam bitch you hella bore
I got all bars; scream at you "bitch the door"
Bow down to dusty, clean my shoes and pay attention
Savage boy, if I'm your coach then you are benchin
I'm like a bullet shooting out a 47
Yall sleeping on me shoot em with a rapid MAC-11
Skkrt, finna beat you in this race
I'm number one, nigga I put you in your place, whoa

[Chorus: Lil Dusty/Drake]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But my past was not a pretty one
So imma flame you all on this track
Yall are a bunch of haters man haters man haters man
Im gonna give you one dirty look
And telling me that I have no friends?
I'm here to tell you that yall are wrong
Yall are a bunch of haters man, haters man, haters man, haters man

*cough cough* Man Lil Dusty for the last verse? Aight

[Verse 4: Lil Dusty/Eminem]
There they go, crowding second floor as Dusty walks upstairs
Claps all round, Rich not poor in the mind
Mean and grizzly like a bear
Bars so hot grill all them fuckwads
He's asking to run 1v1 COD
Fuck no! Go for gold
Their heart like arctic cold, oh no
She lookin like Clementine shot her head ten times and her life got sold
I've been waiting patiently for 'cuckaroons' to try to be so bold
Not gonna get cornered they know
Imma black belt I will kick all these hoes
Mop up the blood like im doing chores
Strummin them like Im playing power chords
The hate and the pain is deep inflamed
All of these ugly haters are to blame
This shit is exactly what the fuck that I'm tryna extinguish: those claims
You dealin with a real young savage
Who'll eat you up real quick like cabbage
And spit true feelings, until this ravage come flying right out at your face
Now rewind it!
Face slap motherfucker for the years you discriminated bitch how it taste?
When I slap your heart so damn hard that you look real scared, run away with haste
Im Arnold Swartzy so just in case you tryna run this place
You ain't gonna have no life when I shoot my lasers your time's a waste
So Dusty

[Chorus: Lil Dusty/Drake]
It may not mean nothing to yall
But my past was not a pretty one
So imma flame you all on this track
Yall are a bunch of haters man haters man haters man
Im gonna give you one dirty look
And telling me that I have no friends?
I'm here to tell you that yall are wrong
Yall are a bunch of haters man, haters man, haters man, haters man