I'ma Hata Lyrics

Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo life
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga f*ck yo money
f*ck yo car, nigga, f*ck yo clique
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo car
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo money
Nigga, f*ck yo life, f*ck yo clique (SQUAD)

That nigga muggin like he hard or somethin
Like he want his espy like my broads or somethin (SQUAD)
They say I'm rappin like I'm bout that
I told em "Come and try a nigga" if they doubt that
? pop that
Thuggin like the '96 Pac back
Ain't no one-on-ones, ?, we should jump that
BSM shawty, we kill all rats
All these niggas asscheeks
If you ask me, these niggas lab meat
Feed em to wolves, then
Catch me by myself, nigga, bet I'm still ?

Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo life
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga f*ck yo money
f*ck yo car, nigga, f*ck yo clique
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo car
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo money
Nigga, f*ck yo life, f*ck yo clique (SQUAD)

Ummm, hey, fella, how you doin?
Well I'm doin bad, and I hope your days ruined
When your on stage, I'm the one thats booing
Cause I hate your guts...
I"ll be in the bushes lurkin'
While you live life so goddamn perfect
Cause my life sucks, and it serves no purpose
I'm gonna f*ck yours up to make shit worth it
Faggot, why the f*ck do you have it
Why the f*ck don't I got it, and anyway I can stop it
Is perfect, f*ck yo moms, dead homies, the bitch you sleep with f*ck your food, the protein in it, that fork you eat with
I'll have your wife beat dick, get pregnant, and then make you think that its yours
Now that's the real definition of sneak diss
I'm Silky Johnson's left hand, coming like the next trend
Sucks cause I'm your best friend...nigga

Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo life
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga f*ck yo money
f*ck yo car, nigga, f*ck yo clique
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo car
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo money
Nigga, f*ck yo life, f*ck yo clique (SQUAD)

Time is money, you can die today, Audemars
Niggas trippin' like they forgot how much a body costs
I’m in the hood, nobody good
All these chains lookin' like it’s f*ckin' Mardi Gras
My top down, seat way back
Disrespect the squad, get your face cracked
DT Youngins claiming bodies for your state tax
Call the clean-up crew, no Ajax
When I’m wrong I’m still right, who gon' say somethin'?
All that flexin' like my Youngins won’t take somethin'
DGPSU we gon' shake somethin'
Potato on the barrel, watch me bake somethin'

Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo life
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga f*ck yo money
f*ck yo car, nigga, f*ck yo clique
Yeah, I'm a hater, f*ck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo car
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, f*ck yo money
Nigga, f*ck yo life, f*ck yo clique (SQUAD)

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