Quit All Dat
Mom, can we listen to Clarus
Keep on grindin' till you can't no more
Keep on shinin' till you can't no more
Go get the racks, don't worry about the hoes
Go get the rack, don't worry about no hoe
Smokin' backwood, countin' money with the bros
Start a mosh pit, might throw some elbows
Ex bitch hatin' cause a nigga hella know
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Quit all that hatin
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
You bitch
Sometimes I feel like Ludacris
That's why I talk this thot move, bitch
All a nigga do is make hits
Fuck the haters, yeah, I made a hit list
Keep on grindin' till you can't no more
Keep on shinin' till you can't no more
Go get the racks, don't worry about the hoes
Go get the rack, don't worry about no hoes
Smokin' backwood, countin' money with the bros
Start a mosh pit, might throw some elbows
Ex bitch hatin' cause a nigga hella know
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Quit all that hatin
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
You bitch
Shoot my shot
At your bitch
It's a swish, don't ever miss
I like this, rockin' out like kiss
Balenci on my kicks, bitch, I walk like this
VV's in my mouth, that's why I talk like this
Keep on grindin' till you can't no more
Keep on shinin' till you can't no more
Go get the racks, don't worry about the hoes
Go get the rack, don't worry about no hoe
Smokin' backwood, countin' money with the bros
Start a mosh pit, might throw some elbows
Ex bitch hatin' cause a nigga hella know
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Quit all that hatin
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
You bitch
Sometimes I feel like Ludacris
That's why I talk this thot move, bitch
All a nigga do is make hits
Fuck the haters, yeah, I made a hit list
Keep on grindin' till you can't no more
Keep on shinin' till you can't no more
Go get the racks, don't worry about the hoes
Go get the rack, don't worry about no hoes
Smokin' backwood, countin' money with the bros
Start a mosh pit, might throw some elbows
Ex bitch hatin' cause a nigga hella know
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Quit all that hatin
Quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
Bitch, quit all that hatin', bitch
You bitch
Shoot my shot
At your bitch
It's a swish, don't ever miss
I like this, rockin' out like kiss
Balenci on my kicks, bitch, I walk like this
VV's in my mouth, that's why I talk like this
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Writer(s): Jamar Carson
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