DDG Hates Me lyrics

[Intro]-
How the f*ck my b*tch leave me to get with a n*gga that did the same thing?
Like that sh*t crazy on God
I ain’t saying the n*gga did it

[Chorus]-
Somebody tell Queen fans, I don’t wanna her
Blick in my pants, n*gga this is not a boner
Got high the whole Summer (Summer)
b*tch, I’m a stoner
I don’t need no body, I’m a popular loner
Somebody tell Sexyy Red that I’m tryna f*ck (on God)
Would f*ck Coi Leray but she ain’t really thick enough (not at all)
Somebody tell Ice Spice that I really love her
She ain’t tryna f*ck then can I be your brother? (face ass)

[Verse]
The way she gave thе pus*y up, u think I robbed the b*tch (ok)
I just copped a hеllcat so I had to dodge the b*tch
If you ain’t f*ck me in the trap, then can’t f*ck me in this mansion (yea)
Don’t look me in the eyes cause you know I’m not romantic (unh unh)
You say you getting money n*gga, ok
Keep my name out your mouth before I f*ck your mermaid (lame ass n*gga)
Come here lil’ b*tch, come and suck on this weewee (b*tch)
b*tch turn around cause you know I’m tryna skeet skeet (all over that pus*y)
Don’t give a f*ck if you a dime b*tch, when I nut don’t touch me
b*tch you for the team, how you gone try and cuff me
And the plug sale za, damn this weed musty
Told that b*tch I love her, just to hit you can’t trust me
“Where Ar’Mon and Trey?”
“I don’t know”, “they still your bro?”
(b*tch, stop asking all them questions)
“Damn hoe, what you asking all these questions for?”
‘Chris fell off’, lil’ b*tch I’m back
Would ask if I’m a G.O.A.T, but I know they gone cap (n*ggas be capping and sh*t)
b*tch, hold on, you almost made me spill this drank
If my b*tch catch me cheating, then Imma say it was a prank (on God)
Quick to lose a b*tch like the submarine
You can move on but he still ain’t me
I’m a G, f*ck DDG
He be talking, we gone see, we gotta meet
b*tch, I’m from Michigan, Capital Murder
I just cleaned these sheets, b*tch you bet not be no squirter
And my brother, Dawaine, he just fell out with his b*tch
Told him, focus on this money cause these hoes ain’t sh*t
And my sister fell in love with a n*gga name Chris
And if he don’t treat you right then Imma hit him in his sh*t
[Chorus]-
Somebody tell Queen fans, I don’t wanna her
Blick in my pants, n*gga this is not a boner
Got high the whole Summer (Summer)
b*tch, I’m a stoner
I don’t need no body, I’m a popular loner
Somebody tell Sexyy Red that I’m tryna f*ck (on God)
Would f*ck Coi Leray but she ain’t really thick enough (not at all)
Somebody tell Ice Spice that I really love her
She ain’t tryna f*ck then can I be your brother? (face ass)