Hate Me
Yeah, you used to hate me
Now you mad you ain't me
How it feel to be low down?
I'm stuntin' on these now!
You scoldin', say I too loud
They wanna throw my work out!
But really they all watch now
Claim I don't got skills, ow!
But like D.C. I touch down
Watch me, watch me rich now
Flexing on TV, wow
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown
Runnin' these dumb thots, pow
Without me, it's a cavity
I block you, it's tragedy
Me slay em, it's casualty
Look
Show him my Glock
He said ma it's a lot
I said it's a clock
Look down on my watch
Wrist be shiny
Diamonds be rhyming
Head to toe
Flexing Armani
Jew, Jew, Modigliani
Revvit Bugatti
I'm throwin' a party
Sippin bacardi
Not sorry, unsorry
Yeah, you used to hate me
Now you mad you ain't me
How it feel to be low down?
I'm stuntin' on these now!
You scoldin', say I too loud
They wanna throw my work out!
But really they all watch now
Claim I don't got skills ow!
But like D.C. I touch down
Watch me, watch me, rich now
Flexing on tv, wow
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown
Runnin' these dumb pow
Without me, it's a cavity
I block you, it's a tragedy
Me slay em, it's casualty
Badder than Cardi
Sweet and not salty
Hate is flattery
Comments be cash for me
Sicker than he
More than just she
An entity
You all enemies
Fake be missing me
November sixth, this history
Twenty-first Birthday, Insta feed
You toxic off please
Now you mad you ain't me
How it feel to be low down?
I'm stuntin' on these now!
You scoldin', say I too loud
They wanna throw my work out!
But really they all watch now
Claim I don't got skills, ow!
But like D.C. I touch down
Watch me, watch me rich now
Flexing on TV, wow
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown
Runnin' these dumb thots, pow
Without me, it's a cavity
I block you, it's tragedy
Me slay em, it's casualty
Look
Show him my Glock
He said ma it's a lot
I said it's a clock
Look down on my watch
Wrist be shiny
Diamonds be rhyming
Head to toe
Flexing Armani
Jew, Jew, Modigliani
Revvit Bugatti
I'm throwin' a party
Sippin bacardi
Not sorry, unsorry
Yeah, you used to hate me
Now you mad you ain't me
How it feel to be low down?
I'm stuntin' on these now!
You scoldin', say I too loud
They wanna throw my work out!
But really they all watch now
Claim I don't got skills ow!
But like D.C. I touch down
Watch me, watch me, rich now
Flexing on tv, wow
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown
Runnin' these dumb pow
Without me, it's a cavity
I block you, it's a tragedy
Me slay em, it's casualty
Badder than Cardi
Sweet and not salty
Hate is flattery
Comments be cash for me
Sicker than he
More than just she
An entity
You all enemies
Fake be missing me
November sixth, this history
Twenty-first Birthday, Insta feed
You toxic off please
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Writer(s): Amanda West
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