[Hook]
f** these b**hes, fell in love with the 100s
Went in Louis, spent a 20 on my luggage
Throwing that 20, I'm drinking that mud
Don't need juice when I'm drinking, I'm twisted
f** the haters, these b**hes gon' love me
Getting mad, I don't play by my money
Grew up in the streets, I ain't trusting nothing
Throwing up, my n***a twisting on bullsh**
f** the haters, these b**hes gon' love me
Very important, everything 'bout the money
Got trap, but all I do is f**
Got a rifle, shoot like 100
Stay down and I'mma f** all the commas
Got a b**h that look like Madonna
f** the haters cause these b**hes gon' love me
f** the haters cause these b**hes gon' love me
[Verse 1]
f** a hater and his opinions
Got a sweet trap, selling sugar and cinnamon
f** the law, we don't f** with them
Trap jumping, balling over the rim
I ain't gon' k** you, I'mma cut off a limb
You threating, n***as smarter than a shrrimp
Got 2 bricks, I'mma double that
I put it in the pot, I'm bubbling
Got the cold mix, use a oven mitt
I can f** with the roaches but not the real
She strapped up like we at war at Iraq
So many taps, I done [?]
Pocket rocking with my belt buckle
I'm a big dog, lil p**y cat
Got money and power, don't take no direspect
Bedroom wet, got these b**hes getting lit
[Hook]
f** these b**hes, fell in love with the 100s
Winning, Louis, spent 20 on my luggage
Throwing that 20, I'm drinking that mud
Don't need juice when I'm drinking, I'm twisted
f** the haters, these b**hes gon' love me
Getting mad, I don't play by my money
Grew up in the streets, I ain't trusting nothing
Throwing up, my n***a twisting on bullsh**
f** the haters, these b**hes gon' love me
Very important, everything 'bout the money
Got trap, but all I do is f**
Got a rifle, shoot like 100
Stay down and I'mma f** all the commas
Got a b**h that look like Madonna
f** the haters cause these b**hes gon' love me
f** the haters cause these b**hes gon' love me
[Verse 2]
Plugged in, put the fish in the oven
f** the hater, he ain't talking 'bout nothing
All of my young n***as get to the money
Jump out the plane and she chews on my leg
You see me n***a, this is Spiffy production
Givenchy n***a, man they got by the dozen
You n***a hating cause that b**h, yeah she love me
I strapped up everywhere, even in public
Since a young n***a, been faithful to 100
I need a mil for Harry and [?]
You n***a at high, take a test
[?] on top of discussion
I was in the hood, if you don't know me, you wasn't
Working for profit, everything 'bout the money
Smoke it, cook it, these b**hes love it
Get on your knees, b**h, s** it
[Hook]
f** these b**hes, fell in love with the 100s
Winning, Louis, spent 20 on my luggage
Throwing that 20, I'm drinking that mud
Don't need juice when I'm drinking, I'm twisted
f** the haters, these b**hes gon' love me
Getting mad, I don't play by my money
Grew up in the streets, I ain't trusting nothing
Throwing up, my n***a twisting on bullsh**
f** the haters, these b**hes gon' love me
Very important, everything 'bout the money
Got trap, but all I do is f**
Got a rifle, shoot like 100
Stay down and I'mma f** all the commas
Got a b**h that look like Madonna
f** the haters cause these b**hes gon' love me
f** the haters cause these b**hes gon' love me