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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

club stopping, all girls jocking
Watch how we pop that bud, get it
style lambo, you dirty dodgin'
Prada be in love, gifts car seats and

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

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

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

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

I'm looking than a razor
Smoking on some haze, low pro
on them blades
Two digi dash, panoramic tops
Coming down the block, bet you all the bitches

Yeah, I so dirty but I shine so mean
Candy on the chevi, bitch so clean
does, banging hoes, doing my thing
80 on my neck that bitch

Yeah, I see you in the streets, looking like
ass diamonds, thunder storm jewels
Fuck nigga, don't trip, my fours make you
Candy gators, matching the Impala

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

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

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

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

I'm a first hitter, you in coach smelling arm pits
Stone cold sinner, got the heat I'm flossin'
Hold up your horses, your boy and his
His move and be
Don't wanna see none of stiff in the coffin

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

Go and get some stacks
Get some stacks
Don't wanna be the nigga sped off
And let the hit [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

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