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10k jayy - why do they hate? lyrics

[intro:] uh, uh, let’s go let’s go, b+tch, b+tch, 10k, gang (dylan cooking hits boy)

[chorus:] rather chase me a opp before chasin’ a b+tch, glock with a d+ck and that b+tch got a switch, better start duckin’ my n+ggas don’t miss and if you really thuggin’ then why make a diss?
y’all n+ggas cake, matter of fact y’all n+ggas chips and it’s really not up for debate and y’all n+ggas be fake, i’m use to breakin’ my bread when i barley got sh+t on my plate i’m like why do they hate?

[verse 1:] i just can’t wait to announce that i finally got m’s in a safe, imma keep rappin’ and sh+t and keep packin’ my stick ‘cause my mama said imma be great, i pop me a pill, it got me ready to drill but don’t think i need me a pill, like n+gga for real, i could be sober as h+ll and i’d still would just go for thе k!ll, if that’s how i feel, most of the young n+ggas comin’ up rappin’ be sounding the samе but i cannot compare, f+ck from the back while i’m pullin’ her hair i know i look good but you don’t gotta stare

[interlude:] you don’t gotta stare b+tch, like what’s wrong with you? like you wanna talk to me babygirl? you can come over here but look it listen to this real quick

[verse 2:] b+tch, don’t give a f+ck ‘bout a hatin’ ass n+gga who talkin’ that sh+t ‘cause i’m ‘bout to be rich and come from serving that raw everyday after dark all i know is to keep me a stick
and i cannot beef with a n+gga who told on they crew and they really got labeled a snitch, and yes i know just what to do if i see what’s+his+name then i’m leavin’ him dead in a ditch (grraa, grraa)
that n+gga b+tch as h+ll i swear to god but imma have to do it to him bra (on god)

- 10k jayy lyrics

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