Quavo - Why You Hatin' lyrics

[Intro: Devin Hill] Real sh**, n***as be on that bullsh** [Hook: Devin Hill] Aye why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Get your fetty up n***a, ol' petty a** n***a Always talkin' bout a n***a, you a hoe a** n***a Aye why you hatin' on that n***a? you don't know that n***a Why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Get your fetty up n***a, ol' petty a** n***a Always talkin' bout a n***a, you a hoe a** n***a [Verse 1: Devin Hill] I blow all this paper, just like I'm ballin' It's all in my system, first thing in the morning I'm counting these bills, these blue hunnid bills A young n***a made it, man, look at my house Look at my whip (yeah) We came from nothin', these f** n***as bluffin' Yeah I'm living lavish, yeah we live in luxury You know how it is, you know how it is A young n***a living, got these f** n***as pissed [Hook: Devin Hill] Aye why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Get your fetty up n***a, ol' petty a** n***a Always talkin' bout a n***a, you a hoe a** n***a [Verse 2: Quavo] (Migo, Quavo!) Everybody know you a hoe (you a hoe), hating cause you ain't get no dope (cash) You mad cause me we smash on your hoe, her p**y so water I bought her a boat Every time a n***a roll up the gas, you be looking like a n***a gonna pa** Slow your roll, boy, you moving too fast Before I call up my n***as to get on your a** You can hate all you wanna, cause we with the f** sh** We like taking trash out, cause we like to dump sh** When we bring the bags out, we make your hoe pa** out Pipe it up, pipe it up Walked in the mall, I just ripped the tag out Age of eighteen, I wanted to flex so I brought the Jag out These n***as be hating the way that I take the pipe, beat it up (Pacquiao) These n***as be hating the flow we created , they copy the Migos style The streets is a jungle, you think that I'm Tarzan, the way I survive the wild You hatin' I'm watching the money pile (I'm stacking money little n***a) I'm keeping my plug on speed dial (brrp, brrp, brrrrp) FBI on us like X-Files (damn, damn, twelve!) I hop on the jet and go ten-thousand miles [Hook: Devin Hill] Aye why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Get your fetty up n***a, ol' petty a** n***a Always talkin' bout a n***a, you a hoe a** n***a Aye why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Get your fetty up n***a, ol' petty a** n***a Always talkin' bout a n***a, you a hoe a** n***a [Verse 3: Devin Hill] I could check out the check Tell that b**h "check out the view" Check out the j**els on my neck These b**hes ain't checking for you Got a call from my niece, Miami it is Now we up in Liv, yeah check out my b**h My grind is in motion, yeah it's stretched like aerobics I know your b**h notice ya', these f** n***as notice ya' You know how it is, you know how it is A young n***a living, got these f** n***as pissed [Hook: Devin Hill] Aye why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Get your fetty up n***a, ol' petty a** n***a Always talkin' bout a n***a, you a hoe a** n***a Aye why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Why you hatin' on that n***a? You don't know that n***a Get your fetty up n***a, ol' petty a** n***a Always talkin' bout a n***a, you a hoe a** n***a, yeah