J.C.M.B - Dear Haters Lyrics

Pack my billy with the 50/50
I get silly when I'm Fortnite shifty
(Pop-pop) bang with the purple pisty's
I got fans but I can't get frisky
Your clout pans
But I don't get pissy
I got plans
That I know too risky
Still the man
With a micro-phizzy
You try rap
But I don't keep listening
Still mad in the brain
At it again
Crack that rap in way
Half of the hate
Came from ones
Who been on my dick
Came back better
Now you on my shit
I just don't see how I get your plays
13 times in the same damn day
Gunna say thats gay
But I understand it yo
You love my shit
As I planned it yo

I gotta say dear haters
I'm not gunna pay you favours
I got lots I could say on paper
But off of the Dome's my favourite

I open my mouth
They open they legs
You all for the clout
I'm all for the checks
You talk of the town
And I'm walking in fresh
But you watching me close
Cause you know that I'm best
Might get a little cocky
But you wouldn't hop
Stop me you off beat
Every time i'm a cop a copy
I stop it
Half way through the topic
You off it
Talking bout a poop on carpet
But I don't really get to fussed
I gotta a lotta shit I gotta go get done
So I don't get tounge
But I thought i'd talk this shit
Cause I spent 8 years trynna walk this shit
(Pop pop) with a golden scar
Your spot didn't come through bars
And I'm not gunna go too far
But Who's cock did you blow to start
So look at my genius
And suck my penis
You up on Uranus
I'm sitting on Venice
You play wit your weener
No bitch wanna see it
So shut the f*ck up
For I say this with meaning

I gotta say dear haters
I'm not gunna pay you favours
I got lots I could say on paper
But off of the Dome's my favourite

Is this dumb enough for you f*ckers to listen
Just switch up the flow or get back to the kitchen
I know that I hurt you when rapping the disses
See you just keep blowing me hard as your misses
I'm easy to piss off so hope that you ready for this
Come at you harder then petty thats lit
Or the bedding I ripped when I'm getting your bitch
On the wave that I sent to the rest of your clique

I gotta say dear haters
I'm not gunna pay you favours
I got lots I could say on paper
But off of the Dome's my favourite