These niggas be so fake
And please don't f*ck with me, Jetboy, he send shots to your face
You don't understand my hunger, a mill what I'm tryna make
And now I'm gettin' money all this food all on my plate, ayy
Might buy a Wraith, ooh (What?)
Might catch a case, ooh (Skrr, skrr)
Naw I don't rate you (Naw, naw)
Naw I don't hate you (Ayy,ayy)
Girl, I won't date you (Naw)
My son, I made you (What?)
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful (Bitch)
So ungrateful and hateful, these niggas hatin' (Why?)
It's 'cause I'm gettin' money, yeah I know these niggas hate it (Why?)
You niggas pussy, y'all ain't bout it, yeah you got to face it (Bah, grrah)
And God gave me this dream so best believe that I'ma chase it (Ayy-yeah)
Race to the money best believe that I'm speed racin'
I suggest you don't play with us we got choppers like the Haitians
I said choppers like the Haitians, and my bitch bad, yeah she blasian
If you try me then I'm sprayin', pussy nigga what you sayin'?
Ayy, I don't got no time for no bitches
I need this money nigga, yeah I'm on the road to riches
My well was dry, but nigga, I was still makin' them wishes
If he try me then I got to wet him up just like baptism
There go that nigga life and now his family gonna miss him, I'm swishin' I'm never missin'
These niggas they steady kissin'
On bitches that even diss 'em
And my opps they steady missin'
When bitches leave I don't miss em, try to set me up I kill em (No)
These niggas be so fake (Woah)
And please don't f*ck with me, Jetboy, he send shots to your face (Yeah, yeah)
You don't understand my hunger, a mill what I'm tryna make (Yeah, yeah)
And now I'm gettin' money all this food all on my plate, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might buy a Wraith, ooh (Skrr)
Might catch a case, ooh (Grr, bah)
Naw I don't rate you (Naw, naw)
Naw I don't hate you (Naw, naw)
Girl, I won't date you (Naw)
My son, I made you (Ayy, ayy)
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful
Might buy a Wraith, ooh
Might catch a case, ooh
Naw I don't rate you
Naw I don't hate you
Girl, I won't date you
My son, I made you
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful
Guapo Baby - Ungrateful Lyrics
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English
These niggas be so fake
And please don't f*ck with me, Jetboy, he send shots to your face
You don't understand my hunger, a mill what I'm tryna make
And now I'm gettin' money all this food all on my plate, ayy
Might buy a Wraith, ooh (What?)
Might catch a case, ooh (Skrr, skrr)
Naw I don't rate you (Naw, naw)
Naw I don't hate you (Ayy,ayy)
Girl, I won't date you (Naw)
My son, I made you (What?)
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful (Bitch)
So ungrateful and hateful, these niggas hatin' (Why?)
It's 'cause I'm gettin' money, yeah I know these niggas hate it (Why?)
You niggas pussy, y'all ain't bout it, yeah you got to face it (Bah, grrah)
And God gave me this dream so best believe that I'ma chase it (Ayy-yeah)
Race to the money best believe that I'm speed racin'
I suggest you don't play with us we got choppers like the Haitians
I said choppers like the Haitians, and my bitch bad, yeah she blasian
If you try me then I'm sprayin', pussy nigga what you sayin'?
Ayy, I don't got no time for no bitches
I need this money nigga, yeah I'm on the road to riches
My well was dry, but nigga, I was still makin' them wishes
If he try me then I got to wet him up just like baptism
There go that nigga life and now his family gonna miss him, I'm swishin' I'm never missin'
These niggas they steady kissin'
On bitches that even diss 'em
And my opps they steady missin'
When bitches leave I don't miss em, try to set me up I kill em (No)
These niggas be so fake (Woah)
And please don't f*ck with me, Jetboy, he send shots to your face (Yeah, yeah)
You don't understand my hunger, a mill what I'm tryna make (Yeah, yeah)
And now I'm gettin' money all this food all on my plate, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might buy a Wraith, ooh (Skrr)
Might catch a case, ooh (Grr, bah)
Naw I don't rate you (Naw, naw)
Naw I don't hate you (Naw, naw)
Girl, I won't date you (Naw)
My son, I made you (Ayy, ayy)
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful
Might buy a Wraith, ooh
Might catch a case, ooh
Naw I don't rate you
Naw I don't hate you
Girl, I won't date you
My son, I made you
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful
And please don't f*ck with me, Jetboy, he send shots to your face
You don't understand my hunger, a mill what I'm tryna make
And now I'm gettin' money all this food all on my plate, ayy
Might buy a Wraith, ooh (What?)
Might catch a case, ooh (Skrr, skrr)
Naw I don't rate you (Naw, naw)
Naw I don't hate you (Ayy,ayy)
Girl, I won't date you (Naw)
My son, I made you (What?)
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful (Bitch)
So ungrateful and hateful, these niggas hatin' (Why?)
It's 'cause I'm gettin' money, yeah I know these niggas hate it (Why?)
You niggas pussy, y'all ain't bout it, yeah you got to face it (Bah, grrah)
And God gave me this dream so best believe that I'ma chase it (Ayy-yeah)
Race to the money best believe that I'm speed racin'
I suggest you don't play with us we got choppers like the Haitians
I said choppers like the Haitians, and my bitch bad, yeah she blasian
If you try me then I'm sprayin', pussy nigga what you sayin'?
Ayy, I don't got no time for no bitches
I need this money nigga, yeah I'm on the road to riches
My well was dry, but nigga, I was still makin' them wishes
If he try me then I got to wet him up just like baptism
There go that nigga life and now his family gonna miss him, I'm swishin' I'm never missin'
These niggas they steady kissin'
On bitches that even diss 'em
And my opps they steady missin'
When bitches leave I don't miss em, try to set me up I kill em (No)
These niggas be so fake (Woah)
And please don't f*ck with me, Jetboy, he send shots to your face (Yeah, yeah)
You don't understand my hunger, a mill what I'm tryna make (Yeah, yeah)
And now I'm gettin' money all this food all on my plate, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might buy a Wraith, ooh (Skrr)
Might catch a case, ooh (Grr, bah)
Naw I don't rate you (Naw, naw)
Naw I don't hate you (Naw, naw)
Girl, I won't date you (Naw)
My son, I made you (Ayy, ayy)
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful
Might buy a Wraith, ooh
Might catch a case, ooh
Naw I don't rate you
Naw I don't hate you
Girl, I won't date you
My son, I made you
Always be the broke ass niggas so ungrateful
Writer: Joshua Anderson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid