Rich Homie Quan - Hate On Me lyrics

[Hook] If you see that 40 on me, boy you know I ain't gon play I ain't blowin' none of my money, so you know a n***a straight Most these n***as, yeah they phony, so I keep em' out my face I done ran up my money, so I know that they gon' hate They gon hate, gon hate, gon hate (7x) [Verse 1] I know that, yeah, so I got that n***a b**h like "ooh, ahhh" Pulled up in that mothaf**in', whoo, ooh Shoutout to my n***a Thugga, I need like 2 (Slime, what it do?) Money by the commas Shoutout to my momma We gettin' money in my pajamas Had to stay down for the come-up If I run that ball, I won't fumble I done done it, I done made stumbles See none of y'all, Stevie Wonder Still look up to my uncle To stand by me, boy, it's an honor I'm still tryna f**, Madonna But I ain't gotta f** with none of These stuck up b**hes, loco b**hes Catch a n***a slippin' with no condom Now that ratchet hoe yo baby mama I'm just gon tell her [Hook] [Verse 2] What did I do to these n***as to make 'em mad at me? Might as well, get these n***as, to call they granddaddy I won't tell, I don't know, what them folks sayin' somethin' So please don't ask nothin' Cause I don't know (6x) I will never change, homie Put that on my name, homie (Rich Homie Baby!) My name is all I got, that's what I stand for Fit a hundred thou in these pants, boy Can't remember sh**, with them Xans on Got a foreign b**h, big ole' a** on Country n***a sweet, I ran up And I pa**ed out, I ain't have no seat cause TMZ was braggin' If you see my pants saggin', you ain't gotta ask no questions, just know [Hook]