Haters - Intellectual

OJ Killer, ?

OJ Killer

NoMercy

All of my haters, they sayin' it's do it or die

Yeah, I did it they dead, admit it I'm sippin' the red

Sip to my liver, the smoke to my head

Trips to a river where stomach get lead

I'd rather deliver some packs with the meds

To all of my haters who suck at the hatin'

I'll give you a tip

When you say that you pray on my downfall that means I was already big

Even after I tell them they'll do it again

He was stupid already, so I put a hole in his head

He was acting all cold, so I brought a heat sensor

So I could sense him again

And if he want smoke I'll bring out my poppa and pop his lil head

Yeah, sayin' he hate me, but put on my music he bopping his head

The iron in arteries all got turned to the lead

Shots to his face and we leavin' him dead

Leavin' him seen like his bitch when she left him on read

I have him a pound and I told him to sell it

Atleast that'll get him some bread

All of these broke ass boys they needin' a Jobco

I know that they lonely cause I took all of they hoes

Huh, do not disturb, Danny and Don, I'm goin' so ghost

How are you hatin' on kids

Half your age, you thirty got Snapchat on your phone

I really can't take it when grown-ass and broke-ass adults hatin' on kids

You really that mad that I'll make it farther than you?

Huh

I got chemistry with your daughter

That's actually not a lie, I have honors chemistry with the guy's daughter

Yeah, I did it they dead admit it, I'm sippin' the red

Sip to my liver and smoke to my head