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tripl3 b - hate some more lyrics

is it my car or my clothes, that make these hoes wanna f+ck for show
hit my style, the way i roll, that make these haters wanna hate some more
hit my cards in my clothes, that make these hoes wanna f+ck for show
hit my style, the way i roll, that make these haters wanna hate some more
into the ass so i rush to the rest, my pain, n+gga, hang on, live
they say, how your gang stay together, cause we don’t be for b+tch
i rest, they keep it real, and be a team, gon’ get to these minutes
these n+ggas be hoes, having periods, need to stab their feelings
and if you don’t sit, n+gga, with me no more, he’s just one standing on bed
i can’t, hang on, run, yes, ma’am, my gang gon’ tell when i’m trippin’
around this side, n+gga, from when i was broke, i look at these n+ggas like siblings
a f+ckin’ n+gga, who switched up, i can’t do no rekindling
wild, wild in the blackhead, got me on pluto, rest of my pocket, i walk like a sumo
settin’ on bad, don’t need your promo, my b+tch bad, woman need your phone
your truck slow, mine don’t pogo, two fives on me, when i’m dodo
put them on the tray, so the car phone’s two row, them don’t need no flashin’ a photo
448, get out the door, break down the bag, you know i ain’t trippin’
get those small eyes out there, drink three or better, you know i ain’t sippin’
watch these n+ggas, can’t any envy, won’t team up, i ain’t friendly
rizat, it blow like a chimney, might delete ig if he diss me
you see the bankroll, n+gga, you better duck your head, n+gga, i’m puttin’ ten on your top, n+gga
you know what i’m sayin’?
man, i love when these n+ggas hate, they make me pop my sh+t even harder
got big racks and i’m blue, bankroll straight low, i’m just like marta
i be finna do them bad, but life been good, i don’t need no promo
but, n+gga, i probably forgot, 3b, i don’t know, problem solved
but, how about load a revolver, but, trust me, call me, i feel like a barber
stack up the rack, just to get to my daughter, every day i tell myself, go harder
is it the way the a.p. glow? is it the pounds in the trap i move?
or maybe it’s the way that i break down these shrooms
or maybe it’s the way that i run through these racks
and these n+ggas really broke and they can’t get it back
and they still postin’ pandemic money when it’s smooth
but these n+ggas ain’t had no money since 2022
it’s trouble
it’s trouble
it’s trouble

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