Hater Sandwich Lyrics

This is a certified hood classic

Owen Masters mastered this beat

Punchin' on a hater sandwich, fuck a B, B and J

Fuck Burger King, I got haters on my plate

Creepin' in my TikTok comments from night till the day

Y'all don't got a call script, and especially not a date

Wake the fuck up

Eatin' hater salad, goin' golfin' in this bitch, no DJ Khaled

When she tired, send her to sleep with a nighttime ballad

Hater pull up to my crib, I whack him a mallet

I'm a Sigma whip, don't mind if you catch me hollowin'

Eenie, meenie, miney, moe, catch a hater by his toe

Eat his ass and fuck his hoe, now she minin' you alone

Pull out, come on over, hold the floor, now it looks like it's snowin'

Stickin' her mouth so long, she asked me how I'm still growin'

His face caught my eye

After stickin' in the pussy, she started chokin' on my tit

After I busted, I kissed her, then I played with her

Ate a sandwich in my digestive system

Got your bitch bumpin' to my music, got her dancin' to the rhythm

If her man say my music's trash, you know I gotta fist him

His bitch mine now, told her to get, if you haven't kissed him

Eatin' hater salad, goin' golfin' in this bitch, no DJ Khaled

When she tired, send her to sleep with a nighttime ballad

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