SHE IS HYPERACTIVE
(DVRST)
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
(And if you got some hammer nigga)
(Bring that shit to the dope, nigga)
(Look into my face, hoe)
(Cause the way you acting like im an ass-back nigga)
(But have your gang and don't do something)
I'm at the condo with some bitches 'round the table, yeah
Make my rhythm make some niggas dance to me with love
And if they kill me, I'll be dead with my family motherfucker
I made it for my dad man, I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
I run around with the heart of a bitch
That's why you need to take a picture bitches
Every second, I ain't drinking blood on my money
And I'm pulling with my gun
With the hollow fucking one, bitch
I don't fuck with these hoes'
Cause I'm cold with the hoes'
Every minute, man i'm sick every single night
I can feel it on my mind
Real bullets in my cup, where the house is my number one, bitch
That's why I ride with the shooters on the back
And these girls are so hot
And I bet your mama cry
When the killas' pop that dick
Pop alone in your dome
Niggas talkin' all that shit
Hey man, bring it on me
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
(And if you got some hammer nigga)
(Bring that shit to the dope, nigga)
(Look into my face, hoe)
(Cause the way you acting like im an ass-back nigga)
(But have your gang and don't do something)
I'm at the condo with some bitches 'round the table, yeah
Make my rhythm make some niggas dance to me with love
And if they kill me, I'll be dead with my family motherfucker
I made it for my dad man, I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
I run around with the heart of a bitch
That's why you need to take a picture bitches
Every second, I ain't drinking blood on my money
And I'm pulling with my gun
With the hollow fucking one, bitch
I don't fuck with these hoes'
Cause I'm cold with the hoes'
Every minute, man i'm sick every single night
I can feel it on my mind
Real bullets in my cup, where the house is my number one, bitch
That's why I ride with the shooters on the back
And these girls are so hot
And I bet your mama cry
When the killas' pop that dick
Pop alone in your dome
Niggas talkin' all that shit
Hey man, bring it on me
Ever seen a hater get shot in the head?
It make you wanna run up, and take all his bread
Everyday somebody dies in my hood
And these girls go to jail
With that nigga on your chest
I got no love for you
Credits
Writer(s): Derrick Hill, Valerii Zaitsev
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