I’m a Hater

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]

Flocka

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your life

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga, fuck your money

Fuck your car, nigga, fuck your clique

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga, fuck your car

Yeah I'm a hater, (Nigga) fuck your money

Nigga, fuck your life, fuck your clique (Squad)

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]

That nigga muggin' like he hard or something

Like he wanna touch me like my brother’s son (Squad)

They say I'm rapping like I'm 'bout that

I tell 'em come and try, nigga, if they doubt that (Riverdale)

Devil daisy hats, chaimy chi, pop that (Squad)

Thuggin' like the '96 Pac back (Squad)

Ain't no 1 on 1's, to feel once we just jump back

B-S-M, shawty, we kill all rats (Salute, braat)

All these niggas ass cheek

If you ask me, these niggas lab me (What we do?)

Feed 'em to the wolves then

Catch me by myself, nigga, better still dead

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your life

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga fuck your money

Fuck your car, nigga fuck your clique

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga fuck your car

Yeah I'm a hater, (Nigga) fuck your money

Nigga fuck your life, fuck your clique (Squad)

[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator]

Umm, hey fellow how ya doin'? Well I’m doin' bad and I hope your day's ruined

When you're on stage I'm the one that’s booin' 'cause I hate your guts, hehe

I be in the bushes lurking, why you live your life so Goddamn perfect?

'Cause my life sucks and it serves no purpose, I'm gonna fuck yours up to make shit worth it

Yeah, faggot, why the fuck do you have it?

Why the fuck don't I got it and anyway? I could stop it

Is perfect, fuck your moms, dead homies and bitch you sleep with

Fuck yo food, the protein in it, and fork you eat with

Now have your wife beat dick, get pregnant and then make you think that

It's yours, now that's the real definition of sneak diss

I'm Silky Johnson's left hand, coming like the next trend

It sucks 'cause I'm your best friend, nigga

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your life

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga fuck your money

Fuck your car, nigga fuck your clique

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga fuck your car

Yeah I'm a hater, (Nigga) fuck your money

Nigga fuck your life, fuck your clique (Squad)

[Verse 3: Derez De'Sean]

Time is money, you can die today Audemar

Niggas dribble like they forgot how much your body cost

I'm in the hood, no bodyguard

All these chains lookin' like it's fuckin' Mardi Gras

My top down, seat way back

Don't respect the squad – get your face cracked

DT young is kinda bad, that's why you stay tat

Cal the cleanup crew, no A chance

Wait hold on I'm still white, who gon' say something?

All that flexin like my youngins won't fake something

DGBSM, we gon' shake somethin'

Potato on my belt, watch me bake something

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your life

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga fuck your money

Fuck your car, nigga fuck your clique

Yeah I'm a hater, fuck your wrists

Yeah I'm a hater, nigga fuck your car

Yeah I'm a hater, (Nigga) fuck your money

Nigga fuck your life, fuck your clique (Squad)