Jungle Bxy feat. AB2$ - Anonymous Character

Hate On Me

Hate on me bitch (Hate)
I don't care anymore (Yeah)
I'm making them hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
I don't need you no more
You got no ass, relax
I'm chilling with baddies and non of the hoes
I'm making so much money
But I'm still on the low (What)
Hate on me bitch (Hate)
I don't care anymore (Yeah)
I'm making them hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
I don't, need you no more
You got no ass, relax
I'm chilling with baddies and non of the hoes
I'm making so much money
But I'm still on the low (What)

Hit me and I'll spit at your face
Two bad bitches I'm catching a case
If you want pain get under my blankets
I'm making moves but doing no dances
So much money that the bank can't handle
One night with a bitch but no tangles
So hyped up, imma hit it from angles
Everything I drop ends up bangers
Use to be whack but I got a lot better
Now I'm dope, I opened new chapters
Saving these projects and all the rappers
All I wanna say is fuck these cappers
Got blocked but I open up channels
Feel my presents like I'm black Santa
Iced out flow like a nigga from Atlanta
Yeh, raah

Hate on me bitch (Hate)
I don't care anymore (Yeah)
I'm making them hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
I don't, need you no more
You got no ass, relax
I'm chilling with baddies and non of the hoes
I'm making so much money
But I'm still on the low (What)
Hate on me bitch (Hate)
I don't care anymore (Yeah)
I'm making them hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
I don't, need you no more
You got no ass, relax
I'm chilling with baddies and non of the hoes
I'm making so much money
But I'm still on the low (What)

21 gang, slaughter the gang
Nigga you think that I'm bussin' a brain
AB2 crazy you know this shit sane
Nigga you basic, hitting the spaceship
Most of the nigga they trippin', they slippin', I'm hitting your girl and I know she be tipping
Nigga can't go for a hoe, nigga think that I really like o.v.o
Pull up on a nigga think dough
Nigga think that I really call it car dough
Crash lil yachty ball, nigga think that really lack hoe
Cop a whole bag
Call it cut throat, call it Diago, call it the Pablo Escobar nigga think that I like it
Cop a whole bag, nigga think that I like it
Drippin' head to toe
Hit your girl up, to a big hoe
Nigga you think that I slang dough
Nigga I'm slanging my dough
Nigga you think I'm a hoe
Yeah nigga I'm a real hoe
Yeah I better let go, damn bitch
(Raah, raah, raah, raah)

Hate on me bitch (Hate)
I don't care anymore (Yeah)
I'm making them hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
I don't, need you no more
You got no ass, relax
I'm chilling with baddies and non of the hoes
I'm making so much money
But I'm still on the low (What)
Hate on me bitch (Hate)
I don't care anymore (Yeah)
I'm making them hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
I don't, need you no more
You got no ass, relax
I'm chilling with baddies and non of the hoes
I'm making so much money
But I'm still on the low (What)

Credits
Writer(s): Mpho Magwaza
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