Hatin’ Or Sum lyrics

[Intro]
(Hit 'em with the Jab)

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
These b*tch ass n*ggas out here flodgin' like they hatin' or some' (Like they hatin')
Lil' b*tch, I got a lot of money, I ain’t fakin' nun' (I ain’t fakin')
I hit a n*gga with that choppa, think 'bout takin' some' (Grah, grah)
That 4L sh*t, he gon' get slaughtered, I’m 'bout facin' somethin' (Ba)
I’ma Hi-Tek drinkin' n*gga, ain’t no Wockhardt (b*tch, ain’t no Wockhardt)
I f*ck on hoes and count up money, like a rockstar (Like a rockstar)
I got my gang across my chest, b*tch, I’ma die hard (Gang, gang)
I still go post up in the hood, I’ma block boy (Slatt)

[Verse 2: 21 Circle]
Say lil' b*tch, I pull up bangin', for the fame, I got the same stick
Screamin' out “4L”, still runnin' with the same clique
We want all the smoke, n*gga, we be on that gang sh*t (Gang)
b*tch I’m 21, we don’t do that false claim sh*t (Uh uh)
Pull up with some bad hoes, I don’t want no stank b*tch (Skrr, skrr)
Pull up with them Draco’s, you want smoke then say that sh*t (Say that)
Up with the Glock, I c*ck it, you know I’ma spray that sh*t (Ba, ba)
That’s on my name and a n*gga bet' not say sh*t

[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
YoungBoy
n*gga play, I take his life, that cut his time sh*t (Cut his time)
P-90 with them green tips, that’s the slime sh*t (This that slime)
Before he take some', I’ma hit 'em with that fire, b*tch (Glah)
Convicted felon, tote that choppa when I ride, b*tch (When I ride)
Thirty thousand in my backpack, take it where the trap at
Want all the smoke, I be that n*gga you don’t wanna clap at (Real slime)
Real hitta, twenty thousand, pull up where you lay at (Where you stay)
Up with the Glock, i shoot and aim at where yo' fitted cap at (I’ma spray)
Never switch, got out of jail on that same sh*t (Same sh*t)
Facin' ten, but I’m still on that bang sh*t (Bang sh*t)
Stay with the sh*ts, don’t give a f*ck 'bout what you claim, b*tch
Up with the stick, get Baby Joe to bust yo' brain, b*tch (Glah)