Lyrics I'ma Hata (feat. Waka Flocka, Tyler The Creator & Debo) - Waka Flocka Flame , DJ Drama , Tyler, The Creator , Debo

Yeah, I'm a hater, fuck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, fuck yo life
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga fuck yo money
Fuck yo car, nigga, fuck yo clique
Yeah, I'm a hater, fuck yo wrist
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, fuck yo car
Yeah, I'm a hater, nigga, fuck yo money
Nigga, fuck yo life, fuck yo clique (SQUAD)

That nigga muggin like he hard or somethin
Like he want his espy like my broads or somethin (SQUAD)
They say I'm rappin like I'm bout that
I told em "Come and try a nigga" if they doubt that
That fugazi ass ching-ching-ching, pop that
Thuggin like the '96 Pac back
Ain't no one-on-ones, if there was, we should jump that
BSM shawty, we kill all rats
All these niggas asscheeks
If you ask me, these niggas lab meat
Feed em to the wolves, then
Catch me by myself, nigga, bet I'm still thuggin

Ummm, hey, fella, how you doin?
Well I'm doin bad, and I hope your days ruined
When your on stage, I'm the one thats booing
Cause I hate your guts...
I"ll be in the bushes lurkin'
While you live life so goddamn perfect
Cause my life sucks, and it serves no purpose
I'm gonna fuck yours up to make shit worth it
Faggot, why the fuck do you have it
Why the fuck don't I got it, and anyway I can stop it
Is perfect, fuck yo moms, dead homies, the bitch you sleep with
Fuck your food, the protein in it, that fork you eat with
I'll have your wife eat dick, get pregnant
Ad then make you think that its yours
Now that's the real definition of sneak diss
I'm Silky Johnson's left hand, coming like the next trend
Sucks cause I'm your best friend... nigga

Time is money, you can die today, Audemars
Niggas trippin like they forgot how much a body costs
I'm in the hood, nobody caught
All the chains lookin' like it's fuckin Mardi Gras
My top down, seat way back
Disrespect the squad, get your face cracked
DT youngins claiming bodies for your state tax
Call the clean-up crew, no Ajax
When I'm wrong, I'm still right, who gon say somethin?
All that flexin like my youngings won't take somethin
DGBSM we gon shake somethin'
Potato on the barrel, watch em bake somethin'