I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much, it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme
I hate it-
I hate the way you're always right
Even when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate it when you're not around
And you don't even call

I hate you
I get sick from the smell of you
I hate you
I'm stopping myself from killing you
You make me sick
I regret all of it
I hate you
I really do

I feel sick

I'm stabbed in the back
I feel sick

I hate you
Stopping myself from killing you
I hate you
I hate you

i hate you

Ou, yeah-yuh (Yeah-yuh)
Molly, uh, flexin', uh (Flex up)
Rari, uh, finessin', hollup (Finesse Cult)
Guap, guap, guap, get it
Guap, guap, guap, get it
Guap, guap, guap, get it
Guap, guap, guap, get it
Guap, guap, guap, fetti

Heard these niggas mad at me (Niggas mad)
I don't care, keep steamin', ho (Keep on steaming, ho)
Racks on me, I'm cheesin', bro
I'm way too fried, I'm greenin', ho (Bitch, I'm greenin', ho)
That's yo' thot, she feenin', bro (She feenin', bro)
Go and get that bitch (Go and get that bitch)
On my gang, won't switch (Yeah)
Call up keys to slime yo' shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Guap
Racks up in the trap
Bitch, I'm counting up
Why you mad at me?
Don't give no fuck
I don't give no fuck

Tarantino, how I shoot it
Bitch, I'm shootin' bullets
I'm just foolin' with groupies
She gon' show me Gucci
I don't wanna lose her
I don't wanna lose
Tell me what you doin'
Tell me what you doin', hollup

Guap, guap, guap, guap
Guap, guap, guap, guap
Guap, guap, guap, guap
Guap, guap, guap, guap

Yeah
I swear this hoe know what she doin', yeah
She like "yuke, what you want? It's just the two of us"
I don't give a fuck, lil' bitch, I'm worried 'bout them bucks
I don't give a fuck, bitch, do please don't try to touch
I got ACT up in my cup, you sippin' robbutus'
Walk that nigga down, shit gave me a blood rush
Najma clique starred up, they can't fuck with us
I got hella dickriders, I can't fuck wit' em'
(Finesse Cult)

Molly, uh, flexin', uh (Flex up)
Rari, uh, finessin', hollup
Guap, guap, guap, get it (Plugg)
Guap, guap, guap, get it
Guap, guap, guap, get it
Guap, guap, guap, get it
Guap, guap, guap, fetti

Guap 2 (w aeter x yuke)

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give me my fucking flowers

Where-where-where-where-where the drank? Control it
Push-push up, I don't know yet
Boy we'll, boy we'll fuck you over
I been leanin', noddin' off, my-my cup, and it's frozen
Freak ho can't get no pic
In the back, in the back of the six by six
And you know, and you know I'm with that shit
Bad ho, bad ho not innocent
Ye-yeah-yeah, I'm at Neiman, bit—
Yeah-yeah, damn, I did it again
I-I send shots like Ben Ferencz, you can send your best man
On the phone I dropped ten, geeked up, I just popped ten

Ill fuck ya bestfriend, G6 got me glitching
told my slime i need it, t-told my slime i need it
AR-P, this shit  heatin, Saks Fifth Neimans
Im so high im greenin, i-im so high im greenin
She striped, like a cheetah, fuck her n im cheating
blood bitch im bleeding, b-blood bitch im bleeding 
In your heart im creepin, for them percs im feenin
s-sh-shot them shots we geekin, 10 rockets rp, cheating

Where-where-where-where-where the drank? Control it
Push-push up, I don't know yet
Boy we'll, boy we'll fuck you over
I been leanin', noddin' off, my-my cup, and it's frozen
Freak ho can't get no pic
In the back, in the back of the six by six
And you know, and you know I'm with that shit
Bad ho, bad ho not innocent
Ye-yeah-yeah, I'm at Neiman, bit—
Yeah-yeah, damn, I did it again
I-I send shots like Ben Ferencz, you can send your best man
On the phone I dropped ten, geeked up, I just popped ten
Where-where-where-where-where the drank? Control it
Push-push up, I don't know yet
Boy we'll, boy we'll fuck you over
I been leanin', noddin' off, my-my cup, and it's frozen
Freak ho, freak ho can't get no pic
In the back, in the back of the six by six
And you know, and you know I'm with that shit
Bad ho, bad ho not innocent
Ye-yeah-yeah, I'm at Neiman, bit—
Yeah-yeah, damn, I did it again
I-I send shots like Ben Ferencz, you can send your best man
On the phone I dropped ten, geeked up, I just popped ten

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