Haters

[Intro: R. Kelly] I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix [Verse 1: Lil Reese] She ain't even my chick but she probably going See these niggas faces when I pull up in that foreign Maybe it's my style, maybe it's my crib and she say them niggas boring All we know is win-win, bitch, yes, we scoring Real nigga shit, 300, we don't fuck around Bad bitches call me just to fuck around They don't like dicks, they just like for me to dick 'em down Talm 'bout that goofy ass niggas tryna sit 'em down Boy, she a star look at that ass, straight head spinner Huh, you see my squad, and we go hard, yes, we some breadwinners Yup, that thot there she a runner, 3Hunna they'll run her Good head, she a goner, kush strong, gobble monster Feds taking pictures so I gotta stop and go We don't talk, boy, don't run our mouth, that's all we know Me and the hood together forever like Will and Jada 3Hunna, we next, they forever gon' hate us [Chorus: R. Kelly] I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix And them haters gon' hate And them haters gon' hate And them haters gon' hate And them haters gon' hate [Bridge: Lil Reese] That's all they gon do, man They ain't got no other choice Shouts out to my bro gods Chief Keef, Lil Durk, what's happening, broski? Fuck nigga, fuck nigga (Fuck nigga) [Verse 2: Lil Reese] Fuck nigga, fuck boy, pussy nigga, the best is I You on the stand, shots fired, man down, you'll testify Snitches run they mouth, my niggas, them niggas, we don't play that Couple drillers come and drill you, my nigga, right where you stay at My biggest hater is the reason I can't get no sleep (No sleep) N-n-no sleep, F-fuck the police 'Cause I ride out solo dolo, my niggas, my family, 3Hunna Red beam on the 30 that's a no go, GBE, OTF that's the logo Free Five, free Law, free Bruh though Lost some real niggas from a long time ago Grind time so you know I gotta grind though Prime time so you know I gotta shine though We riding, we riding with a strap or two And we don't go back and forth like the rappers do And they say these niggas ain't hating This Chicago, the motherfucking capital (What?) [Chorus: R. Kelly] I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix I'm in your mix And them haters gon' hate And them haters gon' hate And them haters gon' hate And them haters gon' hate