How You Gon Hate

Lyrics

[Intro] [?] we do Beatmonster, (Beatmonster) Ca-ca-ca-Captain, (Captain) Ba-ba-ba-bass God [Pre-Chorus] I'm gettin' money you cannot relate (yeah) Run up the racks, and it go to the safe (yeah) Fuck from the back then I cum on her face (yeah) I'm a young n*gga, I'm hotter than Mase (for real) Remember when I used to hoop on the crate (uh) Now I ball like the n*ggas that's in NBA (uh) [Chorus] How you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom (uh, uh) My n*gga, I came from no weight (uh, uh, uh) How you gon' hate? (huh?) How you gon' hate? How you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom (uh, uh) My n*gga, I came from no weight (it's goin' ) (yeah) Why you gon' hate (yeah) Why you gon' hate? (yeah) Why you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom (yeah, yeah) My n*gga, I came from no weight (It's Q money, ain't shit funny) [Verse 1] I'm shitting on n*ggas, think I got the runs I'm stacking my money, can't run out of funds How you a gangsta? You ain't got no gun I keep me a chop, 22s ain't no fun Alexander McQueen, with the velcro I got this drip off of Mel Rose What I spent for these? You could've paid your nigga bail ho I wear them bitches like shell toes Remember when I used to sell dope I cannot go back to jail hoe I spent a check on my ear lobes Young nigga, I'm popping this shit And I know that they want me to slip 9 times out of 10, if I shoot my shot, I bet that shit won't miss And I Keep me a Glock, and that bitch stay cock banged, I ain't going out like no bitch Gotta Rollie down on my wrist, bad bitches wanna give me a kiss These niggas ain't fly like this I think I done found my nitch Hold on, lemme talk my shit I'm The Godfather in this bitch [Pre-Chorus] I'm gettin' money you cannot relate (yeah) Run up the racks, and it go to the safe (yeah) Fuck from the back then I cum on her face (yeah) I'm a young n*gga, I'm hotter than Mase (for real) Remember when I used to hoop on the crate (uh) Now I ball like the n*ggas that's in NBA (uh) [Chorus] How you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom (uh, uh) My n*gga, I came from no weight (uh, uh, uh) How you gon' hate? (huh?) How you gon' hate? How you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom (uh, uh) My n*gga, I came from no weight (it's goin' ) (yeah) Why you gon' hate (yeah) Why you gon' hate? (yeah) Why you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom (yeah, yeah) My n*gga, I came from no weight (It's Q money, ain't shit funny) [Verse 2] I got my foot on they face All this water look just like the lake I been serving these niggas, and doing my dance, don't think that I did that for the same (Yeah) She wanna fuck but she can't She like why your black ass always at the bank With these hundreds I got in the bank, you would think I was born in like 1808 (Yeah) And I be sharp as a shank Lil nigga thuggin' on niggas like Nate (Yeah) I can't pronounce what I ate I think it was some, some with steak (Yeah) And I'm bout to go up on my rates (Yeah) Soon as I drop this lil tape You wanna book me, you gone have to pay Link in my bio, you can call it a day, nigga [Pre-Chorus] I'm gettin' money you cannot relate Run up the racks, and it go to the safe Fuck from the back then I cum on her face I'm a young n*gga, I'm hotter than mace Remember when I used to hoop on the crate Now I ball like the n*ggas that's in NBA [Chorus] How you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom My n*gga, I came from no weight How you gon' hate? How you gon' hate? How you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom My n*gga, I came from no weight (yeah) Why you gon' hate (yeah) Why you gon' hate? (yeah) Why you gon' hate on a n*gga that came from the bottom (yeah, yeah) My n*gga, I came from no weight (It's Q money, ain't shit funny)