K Slug - Why They Hatin' (feat. Mir Mulla) Lyrics

I can tell you the way you look you niggas hating
We don't call niggas no rat off speculating
I'm been gone so long
I feel I'm segregated
I'm only here just for one night dont do relations
I just f*ck her once, we don't do relations
And don't call me back
I'm prolly getting faded, all this drip on me
They think a nigga made it, used to having n that's prolly why they hate me
I can not let a chick waist on my time
If it ain't about money don't call my line
I'm in the whip while I'm writing Dese rhymes
Y'all niggaz broke still smoking on dimes
I get my shit right from the dispens
Cop me a ounce I don't smoke nothing less
Smoking shakeeba only smoke on the best
Smoke with ya bitch before she give me neck
I only f*ck her don't do the relation
Let's take a trip baby I I mean vacation
I let the molly dissolve on her tough
She turn to a freak we go straight to the sheets
Pop me a perk I turn straight to a beast
Cash out on a whip I don't f*ck with no lease
Rocking this Gucci she fuxk with my fleece
Balenciagas they all on my feet
Act correct and get a diamond ring
Drip you all in designer things
Spark a nigga like omillio
Ain't stopping till my wrist a milli hoe
I can tell the way U look that u niggaz mad
Stop f*cking hating and go chase a bag
Imma Lil nigga and I love to brag
Pockets swolle while I'm popping tags

I'm here for one night and I'm high as a kite
I do not fight, so I tote on the pipe
Y'all all on her dick, but I don't see the hype
Sipping the lean I don't mix with no sprite
I'm switching the lanes when I hop in the foreign
She wanna chill but that chick is too boring
Plus there's no time cause I'm too busy touring
U claim that's ya bitch but for us she be whoring
357 back up it be rawrin
Ralph on my back yea I purpled the label
Remember the times when they cut off the cable
Now we all eat i put food on the table
F*ck a job I took the faster route
If she ain't with it imma cash her out
F*ck her good then she passing out
And if I get booked tell them Max me out
If the pussy good we gonna hit the mall
Credit card imma max it out
Her pussy get wet when I touch her
I bust in her mouth like a gusher
I made her my boo just like usher
When u see me the pole on me
And a nice bankroll on me
I froze the wrist cause it swolle on me