Hate - Michael Christmas

In this back alley 'bout to smoke

If police come, I’m a ghost

If my mom’s call, I’m a go

I was born in 1994

Hard liquor act tough

Smart niggas call bluffs

Big smiles no cuffs

White voice like my name was Chip

Don’t do it

I’m in this leather La-Z-Boy looking so clueless

I skip class, meetings, jury duty

I don’t match, they judge like Judy

I live for tryna cuff fat booty

I used to cut lines just to be the first one to act stupid

The whole class waiting just to see what I’m a doin'

And as the clock tick tick, they sittin' on my dick tip

I’m gettin' grilled like Big Gipp, career sunk like the Titanic

My phone cut off, shit I might panic

But this hoodie sleeve got a nice fabric

Tryna settle down with a nice actress

She act like she like me, she act like she wifey

But she only ordering Chinese

I fuck her too fast she use all these devices

I do not give a F word always let the world know

Never got my first ring I’m chasing it like Frodo

Teepee for my bunghole, shirt on my fro, hoes

See me getting money now they think they getting froyo

Keep them expectations low though

In the scraper bumpin' Tell Me When To Go though

Spanish superstar Miguel Cotto

Get a latin grammy and I’m on now

Arab money like I’m Ron Brownz

This is why I’m hot like I’m MIMS

Buncha girly villains boy you Him

And that boy still in his Timbs

You a hater

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Came back in with my white friends

They got black friends so they want to cop them black timbs

If police pull us over, they talk to Goodwin

If they see me, make neck snap like a hood bitch

Overweight 6 god, practicing my singing

I’m the chubby R Kelly on these tracks I be pissin'

I been on the same shit since I heard Gone Fishin'

Have an all white party, play American Boy

And repeat this, you some divas, I kept a secret

You too cool, you way beneath this, you should leave bitch

Catalina wine mixer jumpin' like POW bitch

And they want the album, need the album right now bitch

Keep them expectations low though

In the scraper bumpin' Tell Me When To Go though

Spanish superstar Miguel Cotto

Get a latin grammy and I’m on now

Arab money like I’m Ron Brownz

This is why I’m hot like I’m MIMS

Buncha girly villains boy you Him

And that boy still in his Timbs

You a hater

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