HATE IT

(Let's go, Mario) (Damn, Trgc made that?)
Ayy, hold up
(Ayy, Woods, light that shit up)
Ayy, hold up hold up
Hold up ayy, hold up
Hold up huh, hold up

These lil' niggas ain't shit like me, huh
I was touchin' racks and
I was only eighteen, Huh
I could give a fuck 'bout
How you feel about me, Huh
You ain't gon' run up, got that stick on me
On me, it's on me
Cold heart, bae, I'm sorry
And love scars, it's retarded
Think you're beautiful and I hate it

I hate it, I hate it
Think you're beautiful and I hate it
I hate it

Girl, what you lookin' for?
Told you I could give you
Everythin' you want and more
And your nigga, he so lame
He ain't on this shit
I be rockin' all type of shit
And he ain't used to it
When lil' Faygo pull up in that shit
They ain't used to it
Told that lil' ho she gonna
Kicked with that foolish shit
All my niggas pull up with thеm sticks
Call of Duty shit doo doo doo doo
He gonna get hit up with that ruler clip
I could nеver worry
Only worried 'bout them blue strips
"Faygo on some new shit" I
Been on some new shit
I been on some new shit, yeah
I'ma leave 'em clueless
I'm just smokin' on gas, I'm just coolin'

These lil' niggas ain't shit like me, huh
I was touchin' racks and
I was only eighteen, Huh
I could give a fuck 'bout
How you feel about me, Huh
You ain't gon' run up, got that stick on me
On me, it's on me
Cold heart, bae, I'm sorry
And love scars, it's retarded
Think you're beautiful and I hate it

I hate it, I hate it
Think you're beautiful and I hate it
I hate it

These lil' niggas ain't shit like me, huh
I was touchin' racks and
I was only eighteen, Huh
I could give a fuck 'bout
How you feel about me, Huh
You ain't gon' run up, got that stick on me
On me, it's on me
Cold heart, bae, I'm sorry
And love scars, it's retarded
Think you're beautiful and I hate it

I hate it, I hate it
Think you're beautiful and I hate it
I hate it