Gotta Love the Haters
Always tip the waiter, Tenderloin steaks, loaded baked potatoes
Running through the paper, fuck it, go and bet it all on the Lakers
Trying get it straight
You don't handle business, How can you relate?
I don't want to date, I just want to put some bows at your place
They've been all in the way
Every dollar I saved, it came all off of plays
Got some shit in her name, Charge that shit to the game
I ain't saying no names, I ain't saying no names
Aye, I ain't saying shit, got a problem get to spraying shit Bitch
You gotta let my mans hit, I ain't sparing shit, I got a bad bitch
Four way play by the alley with it
Aye, no scale but I had to get it
I had the same ole voice in my head when I squeeze on a hammer
It's like I got bad decisons
Lito give me the Draco
I ain't gonna shoot, I wanna see a nigga face though
Aye, used to love pulling kickdoors
Now I eat Steak Maui plates, no pick 4s
Drop it off, no volvo
Got a yellow bone with me, ten in my cargos
Yeah, still serving in a poncho
Dream team, nigga I'm a full fledge honcho
Sauce, I'm getting lost
They hit on the lights, and I'm hittin the exhaust
Four forty-eight, piece that bitch out the house
Save up for what, I was raised by a hog
Stay down, I might miss a few meals just to ball
I'm scraping, won't see me till fall
I love all my haters, I need all of ya'll
I talk a little shit when that sack come in raw
Gotta Love the Haters
Always tip the waiter, Tenderloin steaks, loaded baked potatoes
Running through the paper, fuck it, go and bet it all on the Lakers
Trying get it straight
You don't handle business, How can you relate?
I don't want to date, I just want to put some bows at your place
They've been all in the way
Every dollar I saved, it came all off of plays
Got some shit in her name, Charge that shit to the game
I ain't saying no names, I ain't saying no names
I got back of them 275s, I might just play it and pick 3
I made a ten off of 50
I made it and spent that shit this week
I bet a dub on the Jaguars
If I hit for that, buy a NASCAR
If I lose I'm snatch that shit anyway
Triple black on my Benz, and my Escalade
I ain't trippin on shit before yesterday
Got yo hoe, and my bitch on a double date (Lito)
If they say that I did it, I probably did
Had to tell all the strippers I'm not a trick
No this is not a lick, pull up holla at my partner
Gots say he he got that gelato in
I'm stuck trying to get off this other shit
Ticket low, I got a lot of them
I bet five or nine just to buy the rims
F in the middle
Yeah fuck how you feeling I'm getting it in
Keep it too real, I know niggas pretend, Free my niggas in the pen
Just left CVS, and I bought all the moneypaks
When I get done with that, I'm up a hundred racks
I get the money, the hate it just come with that
I brought the gun, even though I just come to rap
Gotta Love the Haters
Always tip the waiter, Tenderloin steaks, loaded baked potatoes
Running through the paper, fuck it, go and bet it all on the Lakers
Trying get it straight
You don't handle business, How can you relate?
I don't want to date, I just want to put some bows at your place
They've been all in the way
Every dollar I saved, it came all off of plays
Got some shit in her name, Charge that shit to the game
I ain't saying no names, I ain't saying no names
