Hate Rap Lyrics

Uh aye

Bald head bullets in my clip but for the drip i came mohair

I got a lot of shit at stake because I'm so rare

Summer time i got a puffy on because it's cold here

This a letter to the bucks I'm like oh dear

All these sluts steady tryna fuck I'm like woah there

Tossing hoes to my bros you can't tell me that i don't share

You telling me your problems hope you know that i don't care

Cause when it came to me they was no where

I just need to know where the bank at

Pussy feel good but it ain't nothing like that payback

I know they sick i came back

All this fake love it make me hate rap

I just put a eighth in my wood i'll be good when i face that

Going through this pain i ain't numb enough

I'm the one they tryna single out so I'm holding on a double cup

Ion got no team i don't huddle up

They keep saying ima blow so i fill my loose leaf full of bubblegum

I been doing all these lines but i can't fuck with coke

Ima always get the last laugh you a fuckin joke

Fire on me and a blunt I'm finna tuck and roll

Studio all night I'm just praying that i make it home

Cause niggas in my city they would kill to take my spot

So i stay with Fn, Sig Sauer, or a Glock

Stacking paper for a lawyer incase it ever get hot

I got these niggas scared it's like a horror movie every time i drop

Who ever thought

That i'll end up this good though

I still tell the engineer don't press R until the wood rolled

I'm like "Yop okay I'm ready now"

Any nigga saying i ain't him needs to stop and put the fenty down

Working hard but i know it don't happen over night

Wockhardt mixed with Sprite over Taco Time ice

80 out the nine going long Jerry Rice

I pray to God but he know I'm living wrong i stay with pipes

Bald head bullets in my clip but for the drip i came mohair

I got a lot of shit at stake because I'm so rare

Summer time i got a puffy on because it's cold here

This a letter to the bucks I'm like oh dear

All these sluts steady tryna fuck I'm like woah there

Tossing hoes to my bros you can't tell me that i don't share

You telling me your problems hope you know that i don't care

Cause when it came to me they was no where

I just need to know where the bank at

Pussy feel good but it ain't nothing like that payback

I know they sick i came back

All this fake love it make me hate rap

I just put a eighth in my wood i'll be good when i face that

Going through this pain i ain't numb enough

I'm the one they tryna single out so I'm holding on a double cup

Ion got no team i don't huddle up

They keep saying ima blow so i fill my loose leaf full of bubblegum