Born 2 Hate (feat. Yvncc)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:34 duration
๐ ID: 6882530
๐ Lyrics
Bi-bi-bitch I'm born to hate
Know you love it
Y'all can shove it
Never glove it
Better tuck it when I ride around with my luggage
Suck it deep
This shit she doin' bout to knock me off my feet
I told her ass come and bring me that bag
Gold caps, I'm about to eat
Not discreet when she flaunt it
'Cause she know them suckas want it
Hit your house and now it's haunted
Got them addys, yeah, I'm on 'em
R to the E, I to the D
Hit that switch, lean back in the seat
Cruisin thru that M-I-A, been cold but I'm known to take the heat
Ridin' around with a pistol grip
Momma tell me "baby don't take no shit"
Face to face with a fake ass bitch
Don't say no names these lame ass boys deserve it
Chasin' the clout like a hoe would
Jumpin' up on my whole wood
Baby Bone got stars on the Maybach
Been gettin' money since way back
Baby Bone just wanna get payback
Burn the world down as I'm drowning don't save me
I'm going down with the ship
I die for what I believe in, and believe me it ain't you, bitch
Down south Florida boy say what you want about me
White leather seats on the CT3
Black tints on the window so you can't see me
Cu-cu-cuddy boomin out
Pushin, pushin every time I'm in the mix
Mu'fuckas looking at me crooked
Got some metal on my lip, same with the hip
Like "what, you got a staring problem cuh?"
Looking for a reason to fight? We gon' have to do it up
Suckers wanna flex, give me checks, keep me mellowed out
Shawty givin' sex like I'on wan' do dat, you a crusty one
Funny how they punishin', uh-huh, like keep me out the loop
I keep quiet in the function 'less I'm off me silly juice
Know you love it
Y'all can shove it
Never glove it
Better tuck it when I ride around with my luggage
Suck it deep
This shit she doin' bout to knock me off my feet
I told her ass come and bring me that bag
Gold caps, I'm about to eat
Not discreet when she flaunt it
'Cause she know them suckas want it
Hit your house and now it's haunted
Got them addys, yeah, I'm on 'em
R to the E, I to the D
Hit that switch, lean back in the seat
Cruisin thru that M-I-A, been cold but I'm known to take the heat
Ridin' around with a pistol grip
Momma tell me "baby don't take no shit"
Face to face with a fake ass bitch
Don't say no names these lame ass boys deserve it
Chasin' the clout like a hoe would
Jumpin' up on my whole wood
Baby Bone got stars on the Maybach
Been gettin' money since way back
Baby Bone just wanna get payback
Burn the world down as I'm drowning don't save me
I'm going down with the ship
I die for what I believe in, and believe me it ain't you, bitch
Down south Florida boy say what you want about me
White leather seats on the CT3
Black tints on the window so you can't see me
Cu-cu-cuddy boomin out
Pushin, pushin every time I'm in the mix
Mu'fuckas looking at me crooked
Got some metal on my lip, same with the hip
Like "what, you got a staring problem cuh?"
Looking for a reason to fight? We gon' have to do it up
Suckers wanna flex, give me checks, keep me mellowed out
Shawty givin' sex like I'on wan' do dat, you a crusty one
Funny how they punishin', uh-huh, like keep me out the loop
I keep quiet in the function 'less I'm off me silly juice
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:40.64] Bi-bi-bitch I'm born to hate
[00:42.26] Know you love it
[00:43.22] Y'all can shove it
[00:44.05] Never glove it
[00:44.86] Better tuck it when I ride around with my luggage
[00:47.29] Suck it deep
[00:48.58] This shit she doin' bout to knock me off my feet
[00:50.76] I told her ass come and bring me that bag
[00:53.17] Gold caps, I'm about to eat
[00:54.47] Not discreet when she flaunt it
[00:56.02] 'Cause she know them suckas want it
[00:57.81] Hit your house and now it's haunted
[00:59.76] Got them addys, yeah, I'm on 'em
[01:01.24] R to the E, I to the D
[01:03.18] Hit that switch, lean back in the seat
[01:05.25] Cruisin thru that M-I-A, been cold but I'm known to take the heat
[01:08.39] Ridin' around with a pistol grip
[01:10.23] Momma tell me "baby don't take no shit"
[01:11.88] Face to face with a fake ass bitch
[01:13.43] Don't say no names these lame ass boys deserve it
[01:15.58] Chasin' the clout like a hoe would
[01:17.35] Jumpin' up on my whole wood
[01:18.93] Baby Bone got stars on the Maybach
[01:20.88] Been gettin' money since way back
[01:22.38] Baby Bone just wanna get payback
[01:23.95] Burn the world down as I'm drowning don't save me
[01:25.57] I'm going down with the ship
[01:27.17] I die for what I believe in, and believe me it ain't you, bitch
[01:30.05] Down south Florida boy say what you want about me
[01:32.47] White leather seats on the CT3
[01:34.33] Black tints on the window so you can't see me
[01:35.99] Cu-cu-cuddy boomin out
[01:37.43] Pushin, pushin every time I'm in the mix
[01:39.35] Mu'fuckas looking at me crooked
[01:41.44] Got some metal on my lip, same with the hip
[01:44.08] Like "what, you got a staring problem cuh?"
[01:46.13] Looking for a reason to fight? We gon' have to do it up
[01:49.63] Suckers wanna flex, give me checks, keep me mellowed out
[01:52.75] Shawty givin' sex like I'on wan' do dat, you a crusty one
[01:56.21] Funny how they punishin', uh-huh, like keep me out the loop
[01:59.98] I keep quiet in the function 'less I'm off me silly juice
[02:03.67]
[00:42.26] Know you love it
[00:43.22] Y'all can shove it
[00:44.05] Never glove it
[00:44.86] Better tuck it when I ride around with my luggage
[00:47.29] Suck it deep
[00:48.58] This shit she doin' bout to knock me off my feet
[00:50.76] I told her ass come and bring me that bag
[00:53.17] Gold caps, I'm about to eat
[00:54.47] Not discreet when she flaunt it
[00:56.02] 'Cause she know them suckas want it
[00:57.81] Hit your house and now it's haunted
[00:59.76] Got them addys, yeah, I'm on 'em
[01:01.24] R to the E, I to the D
[01:03.18] Hit that switch, lean back in the seat
[01:05.25] Cruisin thru that M-I-A, been cold but I'm known to take the heat
[01:08.39] Ridin' around with a pistol grip
[01:10.23] Momma tell me "baby don't take no shit"
[01:11.88] Face to face with a fake ass bitch
[01:13.43] Don't say no names these lame ass boys deserve it
[01:15.58] Chasin' the clout like a hoe would
[01:17.35] Jumpin' up on my whole wood
[01:18.93] Baby Bone got stars on the Maybach
[01:20.88] Been gettin' money since way back
[01:22.38] Baby Bone just wanna get payback
[01:23.95] Burn the world down as I'm drowning don't save me
[01:25.57] I'm going down with the ship
[01:27.17] I die for what I believe in, and believe me it ain't you, bitch
[01:30.05] Down south Florida boy say what you want about me
[01:32.47] White leather seats on the CT3
[01:34.33] Black tints on the window so you can't see me
[01:35.99] Cu-cu-cuddy boomin out
[01:37.43] Pushin, pushin every time I'm in the mix
[01:39.35] Mu'fuckas looking at me crooked
[01:41.44] Got some metal on my lip, same with the hip
[01:44.08] Like "what, you got a staring problem cuh?"
[01:46.13] Looking for a reason to fight? We gon' have to do it up
[01:49.63] Suckers wanna flex, give me checks, keep me mellowed out
[01:52.75] Shawty givin' sex like I'on wan' do dat, you a crusty one
[01:56.21] Funny how they punishin', uh-huh, like keep me out the loop
[01:59.98] I keep quiet in the function 'less I'm off me silly juice
[02:03.67]