Songtexte Haters - BlindBoi

All the ops that I been dissing, they ain't talking anymore
I know that I'm bout to have their bodies laying on the floor
Everybody hating on me, but they gon' be hating more
When they figure out I'm Fendi, rocking Balenciaga
And all my hoes they in Prada
And all my brothers they know what they wanna get
When they walk into the store, they all gonna get some more
They all gonna get some more, I'm gon' spend a bunch of cheddar
I'm gon' spend some more queso, oh

Walk in Saks 5th, spend some racks bitch,
I aint even average, all my hoes they bad bitches
I know I'm gon' keep all the dimes, keep all the quarters
Fucking on these bitches, and you know I'm gonna hoard them
Bout a whoredom, I'll give 'em more
Giving them some good dick, I'm about to score (yuh)
Score like a touchdown, I'm gon' get some more (uhh)
Going straight for six, I'm bout to motherfucking score (yuh)

Nut bust from some good head, that'll do
She better swallow, if she don't you do
You'll swallow these hollows, gun sick got the fluu
It's sneezing at you, achoo, achoo

All the ops that I been dissing, they ain't talking anymore
I know that I'm bout to have their bodies laying on the floor
Everybody hating on me, but they gon' be hating more
When they figure out I'm Fendi, rocking Balenciaga
And all my hoes they in Prada, more famous than Lady Gaga
Want some good dick, girl I gotcha
I tell her bend over backwards
We gonna ride down the backroads
I'll give you dick when you want it
And you know I'm gon' keep gunning it, gunning it, gunning it
Im gon' keep on going bitch, yeah (ha, ha, ha, yeah)
She just wants some good dick, that's all she needs, honestly