Hater B Gone (DJ Red Remix Slowed & Chopped) ft. DJ Red Lyrics

Fifty packs of that strong

Fifty of them bitches gone

BeforeI mowed that lawn

Before They even grown

Track number off a cellular phone

Why you mad like something Wrong hater

She singing all my songs

All that ass up in that thong

Boy we trap From dusk and until dawn

Smoke like Cheech and Chong

Taking dab rips from the bong

Smoking until it's gone

Your out of here like gong

High like I'm king kong

Bitches on my ding dong

These nuts she swing on

Hella Player got that beat on

She get her cream on

Boy you just a pee on

I'm Making plays like Elon

I'm prime time like Dion

Got my lean on

Your pocket short

But me long

Me long me long me me long

Hater Close my eyes and hope You go!

Hater be gone

Be gone be gone be gone

Hater be gone

Be gone be gone be gone

Hater be gone

Be gone be gone be gone

Game recognizes Game

What the bigga figga say

Your name hatting on the Player

Instead of hating on the game

Someone sees you elevate

Then Jump up on your page

Report your ass and walk away

Want to through some shade

My hitters throw grenades

Tree too loud what did you say

I'm coming up out of the Bay Mane

Grind it until we are paid mane

Hit one time hard and Hibernate mane

Back up six more feet

With that jealousy envy greed

Keep that away from the scene

Hater just be gone to me

Hater be gone

Be gone be gone be gone

Hater be gone

Be gone be gone be gone

Hater be gone

Be gone be gone be gone