HATE - Intellectual

[Verse: FREAKYMAFIACULT]

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate

You don't like me 'cause you can't relate

I fuck on that ho like she 1090 Jake

I fuck with that ho, she remind me of Satan

Pressure I smoke and it came from the bay

I feel so low, I can't communicate

I sent that lo' and I came with a K

You sent that lo and I came with a— uh

She know she my hoe, she came wit' some K

Real remain at the end of the day

Peggy legs crossed on the floor like a Sensei

You rappers treat drugs like character trait

Don't know your face from a can of paint

When I pop out, you can bet that I'm dank

These rappers down low like they in the paint

Clicked up with Ye, now I'm breakin' the bank

Let the choppa sing like Tyrese and Tank

To keep it frank, you rappers is hot dog

Capital H, swallow me, yelling out "My God" like T.D. Jakes

They are all on call

I'm in Sri Lanka with a bad bitch and she think she Bianca

Flip that bitch like she a double entendre

She gave me head so I took out her tonsils, uh

In the back, gettin' my mind blown, uh

Yeah, you, don't get your mind blown, uh

Like Cudi car I blow up, soon as I show up, I roll up

Uh, yeah

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate

You don’t protect me and you a fan, that’s hate

You don't protect me, you a fan of the hate, uh, yeah, yeah

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate

You don’t protect me and you a fan, that’s hate, uh

You don’t protect me and you a fan, that’s hate

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate

You don’t protect me and you a fan, that’s hate, what? Yeah

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate

You don’t protect me and you a fan, that’s hate

You don’t protect me and you a fan, that’s hate, yeah

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate, yeah

You don't put me in your top five, that's hate

You don’t protect me and you a fan, that’s hate