Don’t Hate Me Berner

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[Hook: Berner]
Don't hate me
Nah, baby girl I'm good, I told her like
Don't hate me
Cause I'm grippin' on this wood when I'm ridin', girl
Don't hate me
I'm too cold, got a neck full of gold, baby
Don't hate me
Thirty fucking rounds in my drum, bitch

[Verse 1: Berner]
Brand new Rolly with the pearl face
I put a flat screen in your girl's place
Kiss your girlfriend, how my dick taste
I'm rich, I get the powder out of Stin-ate
My bitch dropped twenty in the bank and told me
Get the new Porsche truck, daddy you're a king
I party overseas and wake up in the states
With a smile on my face, a few hundred in the safe
I'm a shoe box boy, I touch money galore
I like the coke brick pure, I let the KK cure
In my two door speeding like the cops ain't out
In the drought I run shit, boy, I can't run out
Two bitches on my nuts, like which one should I fuck
More weed, more money to touch
I'm living life in a rush, baby girl
Please just

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