Fuck da Haters Hoodrich Pablo Juan

[Chorus]
Fuck these bitches, fell in love with the hundreds
Went in Louis, spent a twenty on my luggage
Four in that twenty, I'm drinking that muddy
I don't need juice when I'm drinking, on Tussin
Fuck the haters, these bitches gon' love me
Getting mine, I don't play by my money
Grew up in the streets, I ain't trusting nothing
Don't run up, my nigga, because I'ma bust you
Fuck these haters, these bitches gon' love it
Very important, everything 'bout the money
Got trap bunking on a Sunday
Got a rifle, shoot like a hundred
Stayed down and I fuck up the commas
Got a bitch that look like Madonna
Fuck the haters 'cause these bitches gon' love it
Fuck the haters 'cause these bitches gon' love it

[Verse 1]
Fuck a hater and his opinions
Got a sweet trap, selling sugar and cinnamon
Fuck the law, we don't fuck with them
Trap jumping, balling over the rim
I ain't gon' kill you, I'ma cut off a limb
You a plankton nigga, smaller than a shrimp
Bought two bricks, I'ma double them
I put it in the pot, it's bubbling
Gotta cold rinse, use the oven mitts
I can fuck with the roaches, but not the rats
Strapped up like we at war at Iraq
So many traps, I done wore out my welcome mat
Pocket rocket with my belt buckle
I'm a big dog, little pussy cat
Got money and power, won't take no disrespect
My jewelry wet, got these bitches getting wet