Aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
Bout a motherf*ckin' hater
Stay around, I'll motivate ya
Yeah, aye, aye
These niggas treat me like a boss when I walk in, sit at the table
You wanna go meet yo maker, smoke wit us we got them flavors
They say my music don't be slapping had to switch the style and wake em
I'm from that north side of the Lou and bitch I ball like Jayson Tatum
All my niggas riding tinted 5, see taz we gotta take em
Ayy bitch don't call my phone unless bout some motherf*ckin' paper
My glock stay right next to me like it's my motherf*ckin' neighbor
Tell me why I keep on having dreams about a motherf*ckin' hater
Come get in wit me, you stay around and I'll motivate ya
My bitch just told that she wanna suck me now and f*ck me later
I ride around with a couple members and they all considered dangerous
Can't have them other niggas round, they keep leaching for a favor
These niggas treat me like a boss when I walk in, sit at the table
You wanna go meet yo maker, smoke wit us we got them flavors
They say my music don't be slapping had to switch the style and wake em
I'm from that north side of the Lou and bitch I ball like Jayson Tatum
All my niggas riding tinted 5, see taz we gotta take em
Ayy bitch don't call my phone unless bout some motherf*ckin' paper
My glock stay right next to me like it's my motherf*ckin' neighbor (You know it's T-E-A bitch)
Tell me why I keep on having dreams about a motherf*ckin' hater
He want me to put it on him, I don't think that nigga ready
Put it in, rock the boat, I don't do the nice and steady
Bad bitch in real life, check the pics straight off the getty
He wanna have them one on ones, but I just want that nigga fetty
And every time he spend it on me, this pussy spill like confetti
Told that nigga just the tip
So why I feel it in my belly?
Niggas begging since high school, that's why his bitches be so jelly
He said I'm his dream girl, I sent the link to buy this kelly
Bitch we want all the smoke
Ahh, ahh, ahh
We so loud, this bitch might choke
Me and my bitches come in all the flavors
You got a homie with some money, I got a bitch that'll call him later
Wop, wop
These niggas treat me like a boss when I walk in, sit at the table
You wanna go meet yo maker, smoke wit us we got them flavors
They say my music don't be slapping had to switch the style and wake em
I'm from that north side of the Lou and bitch I ball like Jayson Tatum
All my niggas riding tinted 5, see taz we gotta take em
Ayy bitch don't call my phone unless bout some motherf*ckin' paper
My glock stay right next to me like it's my motherf*ckin' neighbor
Tell me why I keep on having dreams about a motherf*ckin' hater
Why?
Bout a motherf*ckin' hater
Come on get in with me and I'll motivate ya
About a motherf*ckin' hater
Come on get in with me
And get this f*cking paper