Berner - Don't Hate Me lyrics

[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 f**ing rounds in my drum, b**h [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 b**h 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 sh**, boy, I can't run out Two b**hes on my nuts, like which one should I f** More weed, more money to touch I'm living life in a rush, baby girl Please just [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 f**ing rounds in my drum, b**h [Verse 2: Berner] Brand new house, where your crib at I took the rap money and I flipped that I took the dope money and I flipped that You got your chain took, now you're begging for your sh** back Twenty-five to life, such a long stay Twenty-five K, what a long day Like I ain't from the bay no more Cause I'm on tour and we don't get to hang no more I put on from the city that I'm from And every October I'm rich from the sun And every two months I pull a few hun From the indoor spots that I run, boy, I'm on Uh, three cars in a four car drive way I do one fifty when I'm on that highway Bad b**hes in my face Like which one's gonna hate, damn [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 f**ing rounds in my drum, b**h [Outro: Berner] Everywhere I go They got something crazy to say and I don't know Can I get this, I want it for the low The look on her face when I tell her no Don't hate me, hate me, hate me Everywhere I go They got something crazy to say and I don't know Can I get this, I want it for the low The look on her face when I tell her no Don't hate me, hate me, hate me Don't hate me Don't hate me, hate me, hate me Don't hate me Don't hate me, hate me, hate me Don't hate me Don't hate me, hate me, hate me Don't hate me Don't hate me Don't hate me Don't hate me