Freekey Zekey - Hater What You Lookin' At lyrics

Diptrack b**h You know what I hate B, You know When I'm riding clean with no tints and I pull up You dig, and I look and I be like [Chorus:] Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stacks Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stack Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at FREAKY! FREAKY! [Verse 1:] Freak on the stroll, cake on the block, sh**, a wrist chain big man lotta of props Back out the imp, put it to his nodachey (Hater what you looking at, what you looking at) Pistol whip him said hater now look at that You ain't no freak, big boss half lunatic, girl magnet, pop sh** with his hooligans Head cracked, trips, autobenz, Giovanni rims Click big whip, new metro card, hop a train, whip thru the metro honk shorty honking it Gonna run a train, yea, me and tito popping Dipset popping, tell when we hopping Whole club stopping, all girls jocking, watch how we pop that bud get it rocking Freak style lambo, you dirty dodging, parda be in love, gifts car seats and carpet [Chorus] Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stacks Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stack Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at [Verse 2:] I'm looking sharper than a razor, smoking on some haze, riding low pro, chopping on them blades Two tones digi dash, panoramic tops, coming down the block, bet you all the b**hes jock Yea, I ride so dirty but I shine so mean, candy on the chevi, that b**h so clean Swinging doe's, banging hoes, doing my thing 80 on my neck that b**h ching-a-ling Yea I see you in the streets, looking like fools Cloudy a** diamonds, thunder storm j**els f** n***a, don't trip my fours make you, holler candy paint gators, matching the impala [Chorus:] Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stacks Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stack Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at [Verse 3:] I'm a first cla** hitter, you in coach smelling arm pits Stone cold sinner, got the heat when I'm flossing Hold up your horses, your boy and his horsemen His move and be cautious, don't wanna see none of ya'll stiff in the coffin North gate, flossing, the way I left them all, you think they got extorted Dipset president, 7 figure office, checks on the (OWWW'S) Respect how we morph from the streets to the desk, and we all came off so [Chorus:] Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stacks Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Hater what you looking at What you looking at Go and get some paper stack Get some paper stacks Hater what you looking at