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Diptrack
You know the fuck I B, you know?
When I be riding clean with no tints and I up
You dig, and I and I be like

Hater, what you at?
What you at?
Hater, what you at?
you looking at?

Go and get paper stacks
Get some stacks
Hater, what you at?
What you at?

Hater, you looking at?
What you at?
Hater, you looking at?
What you at?

Go and get some paper
Get some stacks
Hater, what you at?

Freaky, on the stroll, caked on the block
Shit, a chain big man lotta props
out the imp, put it to his nodachey
(Hater, you looking at, what you looking at?)

Pistol whip him said, "Hater, now at that"
You ain't no freak, big boss lunatic
Girl magnet, pop shit with his
cracked, trips, Autobenz, Giovanni rims

Click big whip, new metro card, hop a
Whip thru' the metro shorty hoppin' it
Gonna run a train, yea, me and tito
Dipset popping, tell we hoppin'

Whole club stopping, all jocking
Watch how we pop bud, get it rocking
Freak lambo, you dirty dodgin'
Prada be in love, gifts car and carpet

Hater, you looking at?
What you at?
Hater, what you at?
What you at?

Go and get some stacks
Get paper stacks
Hater, what you at?
What you at?

Hater, what you at?
you looking at?
Hater, what you at?
you looking at?

Go and get paper stack
Get paper stacks
Hater, you looking at?
What you at?

I'm looking than a razor
on some haze, riding low pro
Chopping on blades
Two tones dash, panoramic tops
Coming down the block, bet you all the jock

Yeah, I ride so dirty but I so mean
Candy on the chevi, that so clean
Swinging does, banging hoes, my thing
80 on my that bitch ching-a-ling

Yeah, I see you in the streets, like fools
Cloudy ass diamonds, thunder jewels
Fuck nigga, don't trip, my fours you holler
Candy paint gators, the Impala

Hater, what you at?
What you at?
Hater, what you at?
you looking at?

Go and get some paper
Get some stacks
Hater, you looking at?
you looking at?

Hater, what you at?
What you at?
Hater, you looking at?
What you at?

Go and get paper stack
Get some stacks
Hater, you looking at?
you looking at?

I'm a first class hitter, you in coach arm pits
Stone cold sinner, got the heat when I'm
Hold up your horses, boy and his horsemen
His and be cautious
Don't see none of ya'll stiff in the coffin

North gate, flossing, the way I left all
You think they got
Dipset president, 7 figure office, on the
Respect how we from
The to the desk, and we all came off so

Go and get some paper
Get some paper
Don't be the nigga that sped off
And let the dirt hit

Hater, what you at?
What you at?
Hater, what you at?
What you at?

Go and get some paper
Get paper stacks
Hater, what you at?
What you at?

Hater, you looking at?
you looking at?
Hater, you looking at?
you looking at?

Go and get some stacks
Get some paper
Hater, what you at?
you lookin' at?