Haters Fredo (Ft. Not3s)

[Chorus: Not3s]
Hating ass niggas
They be hating on this
Fredo be buying new bits of the dust he's a shotaholic
And my boo rocking on this and I'm the only one she wanted
Keep my chick in designer shoes cos she's a shopaholic
Hating ass niggas
They be hating on this
Fredo be buying new bits of the dust he's a shotaholic
And my boo rocking on this and I'm the only one she wanted
Keep my chick in designer shoes cos she's a shopaholic

[Verse 1: Fredo]
Man they hating on Fred
This life must be good
I'm right in the hood like I might write a book
My boo don't like how I grind in the hood
But she ain't going nowhere I'm piping her good
Man my ting from North loves running her lips
And I can't bad her up cos my guns in the crib
Treat my ladies the same way I come with my bricks
Give them the press and turn 1 into 6
Niggas talk 'bout the trap, that ain't nuttin' you did
Yeah we do shows and clubbing and shit
But I dance with the devil and hug on my stick
So gang units still love to run in my bit
I just flooded my wrist, the Benz out front
I was begging for lunch then some pebbles to cunch
Smoking on cookies, you settle for crumbs
Man you move like a bitch so it's better you run
Having issues with niggas you settle with tongues
If I'm feeling an issue then I'm getting my gun
Used to sit in my cell and write letters to mum
Now I pay her bills at the end of the month
Little homies in Uber collecting some grub
Same time I'm with Lula collecting some uck
My shoes cost a whole stack, you already know that
Still I'll swap it all just to have my bro back