Hate Mannie Fresh (Ft. Birdman, Juvenile & Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Mannie Fresh (Birdman)]
(Aye, aye, Fresh, Stunna Man, we back at it daddy)
Them niggas be hatin' on me man
(2016, summertime shine, stuntin' on 'em)
Let me tell you the type of shit they say about me

[Hook: Juvenile]
They say fuck you nigga, hate you nigga, hope you die
Hope you catch the stroke and nobody know why
I'mma stay connected like the wifi
Need her like a 64 gig iPod, pussy nigga
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
(Gon' head on and) Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate

[Verse 1: Mannie Fresh + Lil Wayne + Juvenile]
When I get this money I'ma kill 'em
20/20 vision to niggas who ain't want to see me with it
Nigga fuck ya
Don't make my trigger smart niggas go dumb-dumb
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Take me where these hoes at, Adderall and Prozac
I'm so fuckin' focused in this bitch I just can't hold back
Tell 'em bring that money bag, beast mode, running back
Big Tymer, Ferragamo, Juvinino where you at?
All I do is get it, dude you never get it
You be in your feelin's too, my dude you're so pathetic
You got too much sugar in your blood, diabetic
You're sick you got the hate disease and I ain't tryna get it, no
Mixin' Cristal and Ciroc
I need a name for it, call it Chris Rock
I'm in this motherfucker lookin' like a pile of some guap
Come make a name for yourself and pussy pop, pussy pop