HATERS - Intellectual

(OMG DatBoyJaden)

Holla At 'Em, Jaden

Y'all be haters

Facades, and be fakers

Can't trust y'all, be traitors

Backstab you, like razor

I'm attracting this paper

She in her Birkin bag, gator

Me and my bros shop like Stater

Told them, go blow all this paper

Ha, you gotta be yo own boss

You gotta understand

They won't acknowledge you till you in a cell or dead

I had to learn the hard way for this shit to be said

All that "we blood, family" shit

Man, that shit is dead

Niggas really out here scary

So rumors they spread

Niggas swear they run the ones

But bring the guns instead

I don't bang, but they gon' ridе

Attached, fuck a thread

Yo niggas swear thеy always down, how?

When at the scene, they fled

Y'all be haters

Facades, and be fakers

Can't trust y'all, be traitors

Backstab you, like razor

I'm attracting this paper

She in her Birkin bag, gator

Me and my bros shop like Stater

Told them, go blow all this paper

I would never put my trust

In a nigga or a bitch (In a nigga or a bitch)

All they do is be in lust

And they always on my dick (And they always on my dick)

I'm stomping shit like it's Rick (Uh huh)

Love my body, bitch, it's fit (Uh huh)

Why you worried 'bout mine?

Worry 'bout yo own dick (Ew)

Y'all still mad because I jumped in the game

Came, lit the flame

The spot that I claimed

It was always mine before I came

Y'all knew my name

Way before I entered the frame

I'm thee proclaimed

This bigger than fame

Y'all be haters

Facades, and be fakers

Can't trust y'all, be traitors

Backstab you, like razor

I'm attracting this paper

She in her Birkin bag, gator

Me and my bros shop like Stater

Told them, go blow all this paper

(Paper)

(OMG DatBoyJaden)