Global Seventeen, bitch be on his top
With 223s we ain't never gonna stop
Global Seventeen, we sure we making moves
Bitch be hating tonnes but he got nothin to prove
Haters talk shit but we going worldwide
Caught up in their feelings, while we catch this tide (This tide)
Flexing on the haters, stacking dollars up high
Middle fingers up, we ain't ever comply
Yeah, they throwing shade, but we shining up bright
Censored f*ck 'em all, they ain't worth the fight (the fight)
Top of the game, f*cking up the hype
Pussies stay hating, but we reaching new heights (new heights)
Dropping like bombs, blowing up the scene
Riding this beat, like Shivaji the King
Black forces black fit with the switch and gun
Making noise all around, laughing on them fags run (run)
Tryna bring me down, but they can't touch my right
We rise up, take flight, shining back in sight
International status, got them pussies feeling small
We break barriers, bitch watch us win it all (win it all)
Trash talks coming every corner of the map
But we unbothered, stacking up racks on racks (krrr krrr)
Bar spitting volumes, we ain't never looking back
Haters tryna be too cool, just pray they never lack (never lack)
All night, white wine, we grind we shine (yeah we shine)
Yeah these faggots, got no vision can't see
Where we climb (where we climb)
Let them stay hating, not in their game how we rhyme
Insta comments not the place, go to mama and whine (go go go)
Haters talk shit, but we going worldwide
Caught up in they feelings, while we catch this tide
Flexing on the haters, stacking dollars up high
Middle fingers up, we ain't never comply (never comply)
Yeah, they throwing shade, but we shining up bright
Censored f*ck 'em all, they ain't worth the fight (the fight)
Top of the game, f*cking up the hype
Pussies stay hating, but we reaching new heights (frrr)
Global Seventeen, bitch be on his top
With 223s we ain't never gonna stop (ain't gon stop)
Global Seventeen, we sure we makin moves (making moves)
Bitch be hatin tonnes but he
Got nothin to prove (Nothing to prove yeah)
G7ten - Haters Lyrics
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Global Seventeen, bitch be on his top
With 223s we ain't never gonna stop
Global Seventeen, we sure we making moves
Bitch be hating tonnes but he got nothin to prove
Haters talk shit but we going worldwide
Caught up in their feelings, while we catch this tide (This tide)
Flexing on the haters, stacking dollars up high
Middle fingers up, we ain't ever comply
Yeah, they throwing shade, but we shining up bright
Censored f*ck 'em all, they ain't worth the fight (the fight)
Top of the game, f*cking up the hype
Pussies stay hating, but we reaching new heights (new heights)
Dropping like bombs, blowing up the scene
Riding this beat, like Shivaji the King
Black forces black fit with the switch and gun
Making noise all around, laughing on them fags run (run)
Tryna bring me down, but they can't touch my right
We rise up, take flight, shining back in sight
International status, got them pussies feeling small
We break barriers, bitch watch us win it all (win it all)
Trash talks coming every corner of the map
But we unbothered, stacking up racks on racks (krrr krrr)
Bar spitting volumes, we ain't never looking back
Haters tryna be too cool, just pray they never lack (never lack)
All night, white wine, we grind we shine (yeah we shine)
Yeah these faggots, got no vision can't see
Where we climb (where we climb)
Let them stay hating, not in their game how we rhyme
Insta comments not the place, go to mama and whine (go go go)
Haters talk shit, but we going worldwide
Caught up in they feelings, while we catch this tide
Flexing on the haters, stacking dollars up high
Middle fingers up, we ain't never comply (never comply)
Yeah, they throwing shade, but we shining up bright
Censored f*ck 'em all, they ain't worth the fight (the fight)
Top of the game, f*cking up the hype
Pussies stay hating, but we reaching new heights (frrr)
Global Seventeen, bitch be on his top
With 223s we ain't never gonna stop (ain't gon stop)
Global Seventeen, we sure we makin moves (making moves)
Bitch be hatin tonnes but he
Got nothin to prove (Nothing to prove yeah)
With 223s we ain't never gonna stop
Global Seventeen, we sure we making moves
Bitch be hating tonnes but he got nothin to prove
Haters talk shit but we going worldwide
Caught up in their feelings, while we catch this tide (This tide)
Flexing on the haters, stacking dollars up high
Middle fingers up, we ain't ever comply
Yeah, they throwing shade, but we shining up bright
Censored f*ck 'em all, they ain't worth the fight (the fight)
Top of the game, f*cking up the hype
Pussies stay hating, but we reaching new heights (new heights)
Dropping like bombs, blowing up the scene
Riding this beat, like Shivaji the King
Black forces black fit with the switch and gun
Making noise all around, laughing on them fags run (run)
Tryna bring me down, but they can't touch my right
We rise up, take flight, shining back in sight
International status, got them pussies feeling small
We break barriers, bitch watch us win it all (win it all)
Trash talks coming every corner of the map
But we unbothered, stacking up racks on racks (krrr krrr)
Bar spitting volumes, we ain't never looking back
Haters tryna be too cool, just pray they never lack (never lack)
All night, white wine, we grind we shine (yeah we shine)
Yeah these faggots, got no vision can't see
Where we climb (where we climb)
Let them stay hating, not in their game how we rhyme
Insta comments not the place, go to mama and whine (go go go)
Haters talk shit, but we going worldwide
Caught up in they feelings, while we catch this tide
Flexing on the haters, stacking dollars up high
Middle fingers up, we ain't never comply (never comply)
Yeah, they throwing shade, but we shining up bright
Censored f*ck 'em all, they ain't worth the fight (the fight)
Top of the game, f*cking up the hype
Pussies stay hating, but we reaching new heights (frrr)
Global Seventeen, bitch be on his top
With 223s we ain't never gonna stop (ain't gon stop)
Global Seventeen, we sure we makin moves (making moves)
Bitch be hatin tonnes but he
Got nothin to prove (Nothing to prove yeah)
Writer: Ayaan Patel
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid