They Gone Hate Songtext
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Hundred million hundred niggas so much cake
In my face, I can't wait (I can't wait)
I can't wait (I can't wait)
I can't wait (I can't wait)
Yeah! (Hey, hey, hey)
Yeah!
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
When I drop the roof I know they gone hate
In my face, I can't wait (I can't wait)
I can't wait (I can't wait)
I can't wait (I can't wait)
Yeah! (Hey, hey, hey)
Yeah!
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
When I drop the roof I know they gone hate
Bitch you mad it's red over your motherfucking face
Hating on me 'cause I'm getting to that cake
You need to get up off your ass and get a play
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
They gone hate, they gone hate, they gone hate
I got cake I got cake no birthday
In and out of all these different states
If we slide to your home you not safe
You might meet your maker boy
Hit your bitch might make a boy
Beat that pussy [?] Floyd
I get street love just like Lloyd
Can't wait till I cop that coupe
I don't wanna drop that roof
Ay, this is living proof
I'm a monster in the booth
Tell 'em watch out like Smokey 'cause I go in like I'm Deebo
I'm not lyin' no Leo, for that green it's a Geo Fly birds, but not in Rio, balls out think I'm Neo
Do it again like a reload, yo BM feel my Steelo
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
When I drop the roof I know they gone hate
Bitch you mad it's red over your motherfucking face
Hating on me 'cause I'm getting to that cake
You need to get up off your ass and get a play
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
Why you mad? Because I should get that bag
They ain't like me in them Guccis they gone hate me in that Jag
My life a fuckin' movie, put your main bitch in the cast
I'm a shooter like I'm Kyrie, I'ma leave you like the Cavs
If your lips too fuckin' loose I'll put you pussies in the trash
Yeah you working with them people, might as well just wear a badge
Bitch I'm flyer than an eagle, bitch I'm dripping all the swag
Dipped and dabbed in that designer, I got shit you never had
Niggas mad, put that pole on 'em then I get to blowing like a flag
Like it's half mast, they don't wanna see me on top
I can feel this niggas watching, I know that they want my spot
They hate me 'cause what I am and they love me 'cause what I'm not
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
When I drop the roof I know they gone hate
Bitch you mad it's red over your motherfucking face
Hating on me 'cause I'm getting to that cake
You need to get up off your ass and get a play
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
Hating on me 'cause I'm getting to that cake
You need to get up off your ass and get a play
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
They gone hate, they gone hate, they gone hate
I got cake I got cake no birthday
In and out of all these different states
If we slide to your home you not safe
You might meet your maker boy
Hit your bitch might make a boy
Beat that pussy [?] Floyd
I get street love just like Lloyd
Can't wait till I cop that coupe
I don't wanna drop that roof
Ay, this is living proof
I'm a monster in the booth
Tell 'em watch out like Smokey 'cause I go in like I'm Deebo
I'm not lyin' no Leo, for that green it's a Geo Fly birds, but not in Rio, balls out think I'm Neo
Do it again like a reload, yo BM feel my Steelo
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
When I drop the roof I know they gone hate
Bitch you mad it's red over your motherfucking face
Hating on me 'cause I'm getting to that cake
You need to get up off your ass and get a play
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
Why you mad? Because I should get that bag
They ain't like me in them Guccis they gone hate me in that Jag
My life a fuckin' movie, put your main bitch in the cast
I'm a shooter like I'm Kyrie, I'ma leave you like the Cavs
If your lips too fuckin' loose I'll put you pussies in the trash
Yeah you working with them people, might as well just wear a badge
Bitch I'm flyer than an eagle, bitch I'm dripping all the swag
Dipped and dabbed in that designer, I got shit you never had
Niggas mad, put that pole on 'em then I get to blowing like a flag
Like it's half mast, they don't wanna see me on top
I can feel this niggas watching, I know that they want my spot
They hate me 'cause what I am and they love me 'cause what I'm not
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
When I drop the roof I know they gone hate
Bitch you mad it's red over your motherfucking face
Hating on me 'cause I'm getting to that cake
You need to get up off your ass and get a play
They gone hate, they gone hate
When I cop that coupe I know they gone hate
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