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lil yachty & ian - hate me (og) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: ian & lil yachty]
shouldn’t be drinkin’ on lean, i’m already half_dead
give a f_ck, i’m a gangster, i’m thuggin’ (frrt)
yeah, yeah, huh (grow up, n_gga)
huh, huh, huh, huh, come on (us)
come on now, huh, come on (brrt)
yeah, huh, it’s feelin’ like

[verse 1: ian]
i can not miss once
i’m twenty points up, you just kickin’ the bench warm
cause i’m playing to win some
you just playing to get more attention from men, boy
i can never pretend, son
how the f_ck i go broke when it’s coming this fast, son
i can pull out a fast one
i just thought of this b_tch, almost sh_t out my pants, son
but i know it don’t matter that much
crazy the worst part of it the best
and i know it’s a matter of time, but imma keep holding this close to the chest
ten whole thousand for onе more bag, i’d do it over and over again
how much longеr the kid gon’ last?
i’m going nowhere and that’s just that
huh, believe that, i’m never gonna stick to the cliche
huh, it’s teamwork, four guys one time it’s a relay
huh, v12, push this b_tch to the max, tj
you just stealing the swag, remake
one hundred in cash, 3 days
huh, in 3 days
[verse 2: lil yachty & ian]
what?
my chrome unfindable
like i did me a hit and i threw it away
pop out that b_tch and hit him in his fa—, uh_huh
we open up doors in the summer
i took the roof off of the hummer
i snuck in that b_tch with a llama
i’m sneakin’ outside like osama
know i’m richer than your favorite rapper
if i’m not, then, god, k!ll my mama, huh
biggest house on the street
we the first blacks here like obama
okay, let’s see that thunder
on the plane, we took the drugs under
and my b_tch ass dumb like yolanda
i’ma pick the drank up from lafawnduh
fah_fah_fah_fah, yeah, f_ck ’em
i be twistin’ my fingers, i bang
and concrete the gang
same n_gga, just rich, i ain’t change
same n_gga, i’m totin’ that flame (huh)

[verse 3: ian & lil yachty]
i’m the same old kid, but i gotta grow up now, i’m a grown_up now
i’ve been havin’ some long_ass nights, one more long_ass flight ‘fore i’m right there next to you, huh, d_mn
driver, move up, my legs need room, huh, huh, d_mn, huh
i really could call this backseat home (brrt)
[verse 4: lil yachty]
i know all of my ex_hoes miss me
i was driftin’, poured a whole sixteen
i’m gon’ clutch it, i don’t do no wrestling
and my mouth diamonds look like a cuff link
put my b_tch in all dg, free b.g
we on tv, i’m makin’ a mo—
we on tv, i’m makin’ a movie
durag on my head, it’s the boonies
f_ck whoopin’ his ass, he gon’ sue me
i’ll f_ck it up fast, then re_up
sip drank like i don’t wanna be up
when we catch you, don’t call for jesus

- lil yachty ian

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