Chris Calor - Hater's lyrics

[Verse 1: RonnDoee] Fat MFKER from the chi town they call me ron don im rocking sean jean Pretty b**hes try to hop on my john I tell em come one I got a hard one Im rocking all these show Im f**ing all these hoes Im spending all this doe until its time to go n***as talking sh** I hit him in his face an then I f** his b**h while he hold his lip Damn I guess they call me the man I be k**ing theses beats like on call of duty On feels for me no love for you Yeah yo b**h on my dick like a roach on food Then I tap her on the head like a mic one two What the f** is going on yeah im drinking two an she drinking three Call a cab at four give me six more racks an then im out the door [Verse 2: SynTeneYo] f** reality it's my dream mentality Drinking spinning tops With these b**hes popping molly's like it's hot,I don't pop Unless it's bottles or models that swallow We bleach hollow Birdies tweets & follow if ya realer than ghetto [Hook: SynTeneYo] I probably f**s witcha tho If ya smoking on something I probably f**s witcha tho If ya Drinking on something I probably f**s witcha tho If ya smoking on something I probably f**s witcha tho If ya Drinking on something I probably f**s witcha tho If ya smoking on something I probably f**s witcha tho If ya Drinking on something I probably f**s witcha tho If ya smoking on something I probably f**s witcha tho If ya Drinking on something [Verse 3: RonnDoee] They say zombie getting off f** that sh** she get me off How she moving and she grooving in them jean now take em off I don't have sh** else to say wait I got one thing to say Yea this 5ft subway b**h can f** around and come your way Yea she got coke bottle shape And she smell like yellow cake Wake and bake with different b**hes f** around don't take no breaks For god sakes satans hates but it's ok I make him wait I'm at yo head like danger flakes f** around and get some cake uh [Outro: SynTeneYo]