Haten

[Intro]

Ayy, ayy (Ayy)

Bang (Sos', baby)

Gang

Lame (Bang)

Bang (Bang)

All of my bling on

Smoking on the strong (Sos', baby, Sos', baby)

My thing on

All of my bling on

My watch on

And my chain on

And my gwap on

[Chorus]

All of my bling on

Smoking on the strong

They like, "Sosa where you been?" Huh

I've been getting money, you've been gone

Come back with my watch on

And my chain on

And my gwap on

Getting my boss on

They be hatin'

They be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin'

They be hatin'

They be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin'

Hatin'

Hatin', hatin', hatin', hatin'

Hatin'

Hatin', hatin', hatin', hatin'

[Verse 1]

Well I got money all up in my palms

Bitches all up in my phone

Niggas start to hatin', then stop participating

Then go'n get it, go'n get it on

I'm big from my chain to my arm

Pulled up flexin' on the low

'Member taking dope money back like, "Ayy, sir, I'm Shawn"

What the fuck you thought?

I had to go and get me some guap

I don't like no small

I had to go get me a large

These niggas come through going far

Me, I come through going hard

Something like MIMS

'Caue this is why I'm hot

Need some M and millions, I like chocolate

Pull up with no ceilings on, I think that I'm Wan'

I think that I'm Wayne, Big Tymers, blang blang

[Chorus]

All of my bling on

Smoking on the strong

They like, "Sosa where you been?" Huh

I've been getting money, you've been gone

Come back with my watch on

And my chain on

And my gwap on

Getting my boss on

They be hatin'

They be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin'

They be hatin'

They be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin'

Hatin'

Hatin', hatin', hatin', hatin'

Hatin'

Hatin', hatin', hatin', hatin' (Sos', baby)

[Verse 2]

Pair of Air Force 1's, no socks

Remember having rocks in my socks

Bitch I got Margielas that I don't even wear

But I'ma put it on and get hot

All these fuck niggas jealous, they don't want me to kill it

They don't give a fuck if I flop

But I'ma keep on killin', I'm a keep Meek Mill-in'

I'm straight gon' chase that guap

Pull up smoking skunk to the skunk

Shawty got some junk in her trunk

And these niggas keep on hatin'

But I don't give a motherfucking fuck to the fuck

Sneak dissin' like what to the what

I'm like huh to the huh

I'm just getting money, that's it, homie, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh

Ayy, 110 in a 55, now I'm running from the cops

She say that I got style, baby, I get that a lot

I get that a lot, I get that a lot

[Chorus]

All of my bling on

Smoking on the strong

They like, "Sosa where you been?" Huh

I've been getting money, you've been gone

Come back with my watch on

And my chain on

And my gwap on

Getting my boss on

They be hatin'

They be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin'

They be hatin'

They be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin', they be hatin'

Hatin'

Hatin', hatin', hatin', hatin'

Hatin'

Hatin', hatin', hatin', hatin'