"HATERS (intro)" lyrics

(It's crazy cuz I told Tokyo they gon respect this shit now)
(Boss shit nigga, Murda what up)

Eat at the table with bosses
Buggati my frame different quasi
Bitch she legit got a body
Dipping and dabbing in Barneys
Burberry with the Carti's
Bitch I got game like Atari
Your bitch wanna do me, gold teeth like I'm Juvie
Been balling for the Rollie
Slept on now they owe me
Ferragamo for a yellow bone
Plug talk on the telephone

(Hey) Had to finesse me a lane
Make sure my jet lag insane (Skr Skr!)
Granddaddy dab in the range, getting good head from your dame (Sauce, sauce!)
Fur coat in the rain , we do not fuck with the stains (Skr!)
Why are these niggas so lame? Private club records my gang (Hey)

A hater don't get me a check
A hater don't get me a check
A hater don't get me a check (Sauce!)
A hater don't get me a check (Ew!)
A hater don't get me check
A hater don't get me check (Skr Skr)
A hater don't get me check (Sauce!)
A hater don't get me a check (Ew!)
Hater don't get me a check, a hater don't get me a check (Woah woah)
Hater don't get me a check, a hater don't get me a check (Skr)
Hater don't get me a check, a hater don't get me a check (Woah woah!)
A hater don't get me a check, a hater don't me a check

Hey, hey, yeah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, fuck it up, fuck it up fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up (Skr!)