No Hatin

[Intro]
Lil' Nate What the fuck is you doing?
Aye Rob, I think the feds is listenin'
Glizzy Glizzy

[Verse 1]
Comin' from the bottom bitch, we started off with nothing
Jumped up off the porch, hit the trap, got it jumping
I got partners that be scamming
But all my niggas hustling
He 'gone shoot you infront that camera, lil nigga don't say nothing
Aye, you ain't talking money, nigga you ain't saying nothing
You talking whole lotta money for a nigga who don't touch it
I like that fast money, that cash money
Yeah bitch I rush it
For that fast money I'm a crush dummy
Bitch I'm 'gone bust
Bro want to drop an opp it's nothing
But if I see cops, I'm shootin the spot
I'm hittin the block, I'm running
Lil Rob in the pot I work with the work like I'm punching the clock or something
Nigga go get you a knot or something
Babe come suck on the cock or something
Niggas is broke, this is not assumptions

[Verse 2]
Everybody еating, ain't nobody hatin'
You still waitin' for that bag, hit a lick and quit complainin'
I got youngings bust yo' ass for that bag fuck you sayin'
Run up on you with that mask, fully mag, get to spraying
You get love from thе plug
You cop a couple bales
Nigga you a duck send his ass a couple shells
Gotta hit this corner, I gotta make a sale (make a sale)
Kush, Coke, Pills, that's my fucking cartel
Hold on, hold on
Gotta keep a chop for an opp (Aye, aye)
Shout out to yo' bitch she a bum (Gang, gang)
Gotta keep them sticks for these opps (Aye, bang)
Pull up with that stick, stock on top (Gang, gang)