V-Nasty - Hate Me Some More lyrics

S'Gucci! Ziggy! [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Well my trap house be bunking hard all the time Money sticking out my pockets like a porcupine I hope this c**aina cross the borderline I made a million dollars just with this lil fork of mine I'm in the kitchen whippin deuces up like half the time The other half the time I'm busy somewhere on the grind Any ? trappin 9 days Don't give a f** about what they say, my n***a: crime pays Gucci! Twenty thousand in singles but I tossed it I used to have a top but then I lost it I used to have a conscience but I lost it I boss so hard that I'm exhausted! It's Gucci! More, more Hate me some f**in more! I love it when you hate me It make my money grow [Verse 2: V-Nasty] Where my money? I think it's on that new sh** On my f**ing block I ain't never gotta prove sh** Every time you see me, you know I'm rocking new sh** I got a new whip off of a new b**h sh** I do this, you know what the truth is b**h ain't like me cause I'm co*ky and I'm ruthless The b**h is bummy, no money, she is useless I got them f**in choppers that'll really go through sh** Hold up, I'm way better than the average In my city, I ain't nothing but a savage So many cars, garage look like traffic When I pull my whips out, you know I'm causing damage (Hook) [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] I'm a quarterback, I take a quarter out And but a quarter back and help harvest that It's that ice attack when I rob my chain When the girls see me, catch a heart attack Told her scrubbin, that's a well-known fact ? what you know about that? k** the ho, where your hoes at? n***a, beef with me, now how smart was that? I'm goin in like a curfew Like yesterday you old news In the studio with chrome tools No engineers, them pistols I should walk around with toilet tissue Til the end time bring ?