i h8 u

I told her to shut up
My son is crying
He's crying bro
Aye Abel give me some skittles man
What the fuck!?

Yeah
I really hate you
Yuh yuh
I really hate you
Yuh yuh
I really hate you
Yuh yuh
I really hate you

My drako wanna eat you get beat
I'm a black star
I hit all my opps wit my Glock
Ima shotta
I ain't got no dreads on my head
I'm not a rasta
All these different pills in my stomach
Feel like a rockstar
I let it fling the choppa
Green like a fuckin oppa
Y'know I hate yah
Y'know I dont fuck with the law
Yuh I don't like the cops
I pull up with my glock
I'm shooting at the opps
Pow pow to the face man I'm scopin
I'm scoping i'm scopin scopin
Like i'm a cyborg
Im shootin im shootin shootin
like i hate you
Man I really hate that n****
Pull up to the oppa spot my finger on the trigger
Busy speaking on my name my pockets getting bigger
When it comes to the winner my pockets winner winner winner
Pull up to the oppa spot choppa eating like dinner dinner dinner
I don't even kill the opps I'm just calling up my lil hitter hitter hitter
And I'm on the runway my shorty look like Kylie Jenner Jenner Jenner yeah she fine

Yuh yuh yuh
I really hate you
Yuh yuh yuh
I really hate you
Yuh yuh yuh
I really hate you
Yuh yuh yuh
I really hate you
Yeah
Shut up
I hate you



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Writer(s): Karmani Cole
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