[Intro: Hatebella?]
Psh, bleh
Huh, hittin' my Dougie
You won't make a play yea I'm a coach Tim Duncan yeah
Go everywhere I be winnin' the race yeah I'm a chief like Bungie
[Verse 1: HateBella?]
Runnin' this shit you a runner's up, keep my pace? I'ma wish you luck
Speakin' on shit don't know what's up, talkin' on me I'ma get you plucked
Swervin' out back when I'm whippin' somethin', blowin' the speakers I make em run
Makin' this music I'm spreadin' the fun, talk how I do 'cause I'm gettin the funds
Yeah you know that my pockets loaded
My bank account to swollen
Ion care about what you showin'
Tryna clutch up you throwin'
Yeah big bank I keep it rollin'
Frank Muellеr my time ain't slowin'
Too much bread Ion care anymorе
I never go back go poor ooh
Keep gettin' mone' and I need me a raise
Pedal to metal im winnin' the race
Stallin' the track its the paper I chase
They all be copies I see that they trace
Keepin' it rollin' up been fuck a break
You just a mimic I know that you fake
Just getting started I know what you playin'
Get yo' own food ain't enough on my plate
[Verse 2: delux]
Psh
(Hahaha)
Had to get the blick cockback I reload it
Pop out like everyday lil bitch I'm touring
Pop out in Europe lil bitch I'm in Florence
I just like being different influence
If I take the game you know I rule it
I been the shit lil bitch like Stewie
I been in the lab lil bitch I been brewing
Yeah!
Let me boss the fuck up
I swear I can’t give out handouts
Yeah!
And this way I’m living
They keep on doing me dirty
Yeah and my sprite it dirty
Bitch I sip on oxycodone
Get iced out every damn time
Lil bitch you know I’m divine
They never seen how I’m rapping like this
How the fuck did i just do that lil shit?
Dissing on gang next day say R.I.P
So much money don’t need pay rent
When get like this? Been like this
Been like this since I was kid
Been fully loaded bitch I’m moving quick
Talking that shit give a fuck bout a diss
[Verse 3: HateBella?]
Wrist and my pockets chunky
You ain't pushin' nothin'
Know that you been bummin'
We got money comin' ooh
Game that we been runnin'
Sweeter than some honey
Do it again cause I ain't lucky
Swear that y'all jus not even funny
Countin' these commas fuckin' it up
HOSTILE the gang and we makin' them bucks
Do it all again I ain't need no luck
Makin' the bag like I'm sewing it up
Instrumental I went up we make more you get lesser
We gon' school you like professor more clothes up than yo' dresser ooh
Stacks up to the roof
Nu- Nu- Number one not two
All my papey blue
Go- Go- Go up with my crew
Stacks up to the roof
Nu- Nu- Number one not two
All my papey blue
Go- Go- Go up with my crew