Lyrics
i m living life in a rush
I want it for the low, get the new porsche truck, don t hate me
don t hate me
In the drought i run shit, thirty fucking rounds in my drum, three cars in a four car drive way
Can i get this, my bitch dropped twenty in the bank and told me
Such a long stay, don t hate me, i want it for the low
Don t hate me, bad bitches in my face, don t hate me
Don t hate me, don t hate me Me, daddy you re a king
I m living life in a rush, everywhere i go
Where your crib at, my bitch dropped twenty in the bank and told me
Kiss your girlfriend, don t hate me Berner, such a long stay
don t hate me
I touch money galore, can i get this
don t hate me
They got something crazy to say and i don t know, brand new rolly with the pearl face, don t hate me
Cause i m grippin on this wood when i m ridin, more money to touch
Baby girl i m good, more money to touch Me, brand new rolly with the pearl face
don t hate me
Where your crib at, don t hate me Me, don t hate me
don t hate me
Don t hate me, don t hate me Berner, get the new porsche truck
Thirty fucking rounds in my drum, now you re begging for your shit back Berner, and every october i m rich from the sun
Don t hate me, i took the rap money and i flipped that
Like which one s gonna hate, the look on her face when i tell her no Don't, such a long stay
In the drought i run shit, got a neck full of gold, don t hate me
I like the coke brick pure, don t hate me Berner, i m too cold
like which one should i fuck
Don t hate me, baby girl i m good
the look on her face when i tell her no
The look on her face when i tell her no, i told her like Hate, they got something crazy to say and i don t know
Now you re begging for your shit back, i touch money galore
I want it for the low, don t hate me
I took the dope money and i flipped that, i m too cold
Don t hate me, don t hate me, don t hate me
Like which one s gonna hate, don t hate me Hate, can i get this
i took the rap money and i flipped that
Bad bitches in my face, cause i m grippin on this wood when i m ridin
Don t hate me, don t hate me, got a neck full of gold
Now you re begging for your shit back, everywhere i go
Got a neck full of gold, don t hate me, don t hate me
My bitch dropped twenty in the bank and told me, cause i m on tour and we don t get to hang no more
In my two door speeding like the cops ain t out, cause i m grippin on this wood when i m ridin Hate, don t hate me
the look on her face when i tell her no
Don t hate me, don t hate me
Where your crib at, i m too cold, don t hate me
What a long day, don t hate me Berner, they got something crazy to say and i don t know
Where your crib at, don t hate me Hate, thirty fucking rounds in my drum
And every october i m rich from the sun, don t hate me Don't, i m too cold
baby girl i m good
baby girl i m good
Don t hate me, i told her like, baby girl i m good
I took the rap money and i flipped that, i m living life in a rush, i get the powder out of stin-ate
two bitches on my nuts
Three cars in a four car drive way, don t hate me Hate, cause i m grippin on this wood when i m ridin