Is there a hater in the room? Is there a hater in the room?
Is there a hater in the room?
1, 2, 3.
F*ck you, niggas, I swear I care about everything but these niggas
Don't pray no chance upon niggas.
So f*ck you, bitches, I swear I care about everything but you, bitches.
You be some hating ass bitches, I ain't thinking about y'all bitches, stuck in my regis hour.
'Cause you're some dick drunk bitches, that nigga lame here ain't getting no bitches.
Why you worry about these niggas? Got your own shit, well, f*ck with gold diggers.
First they get you stuck, just like honey do
Yeah, that's right, niggas, bitches getting money too.
I pull over in my two seater only two meet a bad bitch 'cause this is just what I do.
And I'm quit to tell a nigga "f*ck you", move back, dirty money coming through.
'Cause that's a motherf*cking pimp, look up in the skies, got my name on a plane.
'Cause I'm a motherf*cking problem, bitch, you got a grammy, but I come and rob 'em.
Why you're between me? I won't fight with bitches that be singing okay, no.
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Is there a hater in the room? Is there a hater in the room?
Is there a hater in the room?
1, 2, 3.
F*ck you, niggas, I swear I care about everything but these niggas
Don't pray no chance upon niggas.
So f*ck you, bitches, I swear I care about everything but you, bitches.
You be some hating ass bitches, I ain't thinking about y'all bitches, stuck in my regis hour.
'Cause you're some dick drunk bitches, that nigga lame here ain't getting no bitches.
Why you worry about these niggas? Got your own shit, well, f*ck with gold diggers.
First they get you stuck, just like honey do
Yeah, that's right, niggas, bitches getting money too.
I pull over in my two seater only two meet a bad bitch 'cause this is just what I do.
And I'm quit to tell a nigga "f*ck you", move back, dirty money coming through.
'Cause that's a motherf*cking pimp, look up in the skies, got my name on a plane.
'Cause I'm a motherf*cking problem, bitch, you got a grammy, but I come and rob 'em.
Why you're between me? I won't fight with bitches that be singing okay, no.
Is there a hater in the room?
1, 2, 3.
F*ck you, niggas, I swear I care about everything but these niggas
Don't pray no chance upon niggas.
So f*ck you, bitches, I swear I care about everything but you, bitches.
You be some hating ass bitches, I ain't thinking about y'all bitches, stuck in my regis hour.
'Cause you're some dick drunk bitches, that nigga lame here ain't getting no bitches.
Why you worry about these niggas? Got your own shit, well, f*ck with gold diggers.
First they get you stuck, just like honey do
Yeah, that's right, niggas, bitches getting money too.
I pull over in my two seater only two meet a bad bitch 'cause this is just what I do.
And I'm quit to tell a nigga "f*ck you", move back, dirty money coming through.
'Cause that's a motherf*cking pimp, look up in the skies, got my name on a plane.
'Cause I'm a motherf*cking problem, bitch, you got a grammy, but I come and rob 'em.
Why you're between me? I won't fight with bitches that be singing okay, no.