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smokepurpp - hatin on me lyrics

rockin with dj youngkash

[chorus: smokepurpp]
ya, ya, aye
they hatin’ on me (they hatin’ on me)
they hatin’ on me (they hatin’ on me)
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one (i can’t trust no one)
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one
they hatin’ on me, they hatin’ on me
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one
they hatin’ on me, they hatin’ on me
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one

[verse 1: lil filth]
thotty with a body, she gone ride like kawasaki
she can call me filthy papi, and go pull up in the rarri, aye
pull up on the kid, where the beef at?
i be with that loud pack, boof bag, i could put the roof back
p-ssy on my mustache, i get everything that i must have
plus that, i get packs gift wrapped
big -ss, big bag, i ain’t gon’ kiss that
i might just icey my wrist and pull up where your b-tch at
in my soda, lean done filled my soda
she gon’ give me brain like its nova its over, ya
aye, aye, aye, ya’ll be talking h-lla sh-t, aye
i just made your b-tch my friend, now we got benefits
aye, aye, aye, and i’m popping h-lla sticks
aye, aye, aye, and im busting h-lla l!cks, aye

[chorus]
they hatin’ on me (they hatin’ on me)
they hatin’ on me (they hatin’ on me)
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one (i can’t trust no one)
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one
they hatin’ on me, they hatin’ on me
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one
they hatin’ on me, they hatin’ on me
i can’t trust no one, i can’t trust no one

[verse 2: smokepurpp]
i just poured a four inside my drank
i just mixed the water with the stank
you ain’t got no guns, quit the act (quit the act)
all you n-gga’s [?] talkers, ya’ll shoot blanks
i got the true in my jeans, these racks, they don’t even fit in my jeans
she just wanna f-ck on my team, she just wanna suck on my lean
i can’t stop, i can’t stop, it’s a habit (it’s a habit)
you get caught, then you better toss the ratchet
all these n-ggas, now they hate me, boy what’s happenin’
now they hatin’ cuz smokepurpp really has it, ya, ya
aye, boof pack, smoking up the backwood
i be pumpin’ [?] like a strap would (like a strap would)
all you n-ggas fold like a notebook
leave a n-gga laying in the backwoods (backwood)

- smokepurpp lyrics

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