Hate Me

Yeah I could still taste your lips on me
I can still
Taste your fuckin lips on me
Ride still
I'd pull up like the army
I'm pulling up like the army yeah
I know that its wannabes around and
I don't got no time to waste
I been so obsessed with winning no race

Don't remind me all of the ways that I'm not perfect I hate that
Yeah
Yeah I hate that
Don't remind me of all of the ways I'm not perfect I hate that she know that I hate that

Don't remind me all of the ways that I'm not perfect I hate that
Yeah
Yeah I hate that
Don't remind me of all of the ways I'm not perfect I hate that she know that I hate that



Credits
Writer(s): C Young
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