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Rico Nasty

Hatin

 

Hatin

(album: Anger Management - 2019)


Rico, yeah, Rico, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Kenny!

Yeah I got bitches on my dick and I ain't even got a dick
Yeah I know I get 'em sick, also your nigga on my hip
This money in a Gucci clip, you know that I don't never trip
Just came back from another trip, no acrobat, I make it flip
Bitch I got a family, everybody gotta eat
So keep that shit in mind, when you thinking about trying me
I know what I'm doin, you ain't gotta keep a eye on me
I be counting money like how they be counting calories
I got her mad at me, 21, make 20 thousand a show
That's your salary, smoking green like celery
You can't get the best of me, these white people invest in me
You know I got the recipe, worst nightmare and your biggest fucking enemy

If you feeling like a boss bitch, gon'
Go to the club, leave that nigga at home
If you got your own shit you ain't ever gotta listen to him girl
Niggaggas be hating on bitches
You know these niggaggas be hating on bitches
You know these niggaggas be hating on bitches
If you got your own shit you ain't ever gotta listen to him girl
Niggaggas be hating on bitches

I'm the one with the sauce and that's so easy to see
I got 'em in the house wondering how it's easy for me
I went from one bedroom apartments in the trenches
To waking up and it's Versace all on my pillows, I just don't get it
Just got a quarter million dollar check, I work like I get it
I just got my first crib, it's stainless steel in the kitchen
I be playing with them bags even though that it ain't Christmas
I'm just speaking straight facts and I hope that you listen
I'm like a star in the sky, they wishing on me to finish
I knew the money would come to me 'cause my palms kept on itching
I knew that bitches was rough on me when I pulled up on bitches
But it's okay 'cause I know their game and I played my position

If you feeling like a boss bitch, gon'
Go to the club, leave that nigga at home
If you got your own shit you ain't ever gotta listen to him girl
Niggaggas be hating on bitches
You know these niggaggas be hating on bitches
You know these niggaggas be hating on bitches
If you got your own shit you ain't ever gotta listen to him girl
Niggaggas be hating on bitches

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