SMD / Hater lyrics

[Intro]
(Curesful)
(Listen man)
You can hate on me if you want (Yeah, yeah)
(Too real for all these lame ass people)
I'm getting richer (Suck my di*k)

[Chorus]
You could suck my di*k
Hatin’ ass, suck my di*k (Go)
You can suck my di*k
Trust nobody, can't trust my b*tch
I'm so high on these drugs, yeah, every night
I’m fly like a dove when I, when I end up dyin' (Yeah, R.I.P)

[Verse]
I do what I want, the beat, I even made this sh*t (With Curesful)
OG already told you "You ain't the one, you best not play with him" (Yeah)
I'm a kid with these exotic cars like I picked them out of a LEGO bin
Thе nurse asked the doctor, "Why Yеat dyin'?", and he said, "It's no drank in him"
Really though, I'm not even trying, but I just ate this sh*t
They said, "Yeat, bro, I ain't even lyin’, about hunnid times is how much I played your sh*t"
Yeah, I thought you should know, I take these Perkies all the time, and I pretty much hate this sh*t
Got too golden, and it’s got to the point of my life where I'm loose and keep takin’ them sh*ts
I been spilling all my truths to you, don't get more real than this
It's been seven days I went textin' that b*tch emojis, I’m so villainous
You gotta tell me, for real (Real), is you feeling this? (Yeah)
If you don't, that's okay, just suck my di*k, that's how I'm feelin', b*tch (Yeah)
Made this beat at 3 AM, then made this hit at 6 AM
Yeah, that's how I'm feeling, b*tch, I'm on that so-so stupid rich
They ask, "Yeat, how the f*ck you do it? Ain't you white?" I said, "I'm just coolin', b*tch"
Got a couple twizzies down the road, crazy, I got b*tches shootin' at medullas (Buh)
Yeah, I be high as f*ck in the studio (Haha), ask every one of my jewelers
Yeah, got a new house and it came with two pools, one on the backyard, one on my other wrist (Rollie)
One on my left wrist, one on my right wrist, one on my right, b*tch (Right, b*tch, yeah)
Don't waste my time, you can get hit with that motherf*ckin' pipe, b*tch
Yeah (Yeah), freestyle all of that sh*t, in one go, thats how I'm livin' my life, b*tch
Chrome Heart rings on my fingers, imprinted the logo and it's five for five
I can't be the same, I gotta go do this sh*t different, I gotta do right
I'd be lyin' if I hadn't told you that I had been traumatized for these years of my life (Life)
Gotta go get high (High)
Yeah, this Hellcat SRT (Swerve), it say "Hello", then "Bye" (Bye)
[Chorus]
You could suck my di*k
Hatin' ass, suck my di*k (Go)
You can suck my di*k
Trust nobody, can't trust my b*tch
I'm so high on these drugs, yeah, every night
I'm fly like a dove when I, when I end up dyin' (Woo, woo, yeah, R.I.P)
(Curseful)