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Bonnie & Clyde (Haters) Video (MV)




Performed By: BeatsByKJ
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: Berat Johnson




BeatsByKJ - Bonnie & Clyde (Haters) Lyrics




F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

April 2024, we're about to go to war
Homies in the streets killin' one another,
One week you're chillin', next week you're six feet under,
You're just another number, do they care Hmm, I wonder
You's a dumb bitch, don't play, if you a snitch
Come here bitch, give me a kiss
Everywhere I look I see a hoe
Talk some truth in this flow
Yes I already know
Queen bitch from LA, she don't play
Come to daddy, let me show you the way
She's a bitch, make her sign this NDA
Triss in this stud', tryna cop some hoes
Whores askin' if they could bring the snow
Bring some beans then, I suppose
Don't let the haters know
Take 'em to the show, then wreck this flow

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

F*ck the haters, elevate my mental state
If we don't get it long, then let's separate
They don't want us to succeed, they want us to stumble,
But I rise like a phoenix, ain't no way I'm gonna crumble
I'm the fire that they fear, burnin' up their lies
Watch me spit these rhymes, exposing their disguise
Middle fingers up, we don't care about the haters
We rise above, like we're some skyscrapers
We won't let em bring us down, we're too strong
Keep pushin' forward, let's hit this f*ckin' bong
You heard, Playboi Carti sportin' on a thong
Hey weirdo, you don't belong
Before long we'll hear this song
Hit the plug, let's re-up so we can fill this cup

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

Third Coast boys in the building, that's what's up
Three styrofoam cups stacked high with the mud
Hoes flockin' like we got a flash flood
Grab the beans, grab the lovely bud
Bitch actin' crazy like a nun
She copped a tight white, that's what's up
Tryna get geeked, is this a setup
Diamonds in my ears, you know I see the bling
Runnin' bitches off like I'm a king, f*ckin' boss
Pissin' on you peasants, should teach them a lesson
Been grindin' since an adolescent
Wait a second, that's a blessing

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde
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F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

April 2024, we're about to go to war
Homies in the streets killin' one another,
One week you're chillin', next week you're six feet under,
You're just another number, do they care Hmm, I wonder
You's a dumb bitch, don't play, if you a snitch
Come here bitch, give me a kiss
Everywhere I look I see a hoe
Talk some truth in this flow
Yes I already know
Queen bitch from LA, she don't play
Come to daddy, let me show you the way
She's a bitch, make her sign this NDA
Triss in this stud', tryna cop some hoes
Whores askin' if they could bring the snow
Bring some beans then, I suppose
Don't let the haters know
Take 'em to the show, then wreck this flow

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

F*ck the haters, elevate my mental state
If we don't get it long, then let's separate
They don't want us to succeed, they want us to stumble,
But I rise like a phoenix, ain't no way I'm gonna crumble
I'm the fire that they fear, burnin' up their lies
Watch me spit these rhymes, exposing their disguise
Middle fingers up, we don't care about the haters
We rise above, like we're some skyscrapers
We won't let em bring us down, we're too strong
Keep pushin' forward, let's hit this f*ckin' bong
You heard, Playboi Carti sportin' on a thong
Hey weirdo, you don't belong
Before long we'll hear this song
Hit the plug, let's re-up so we can fill this cup

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

Third Coast boys in the building, that's what's up
Three styrofoam cups stacked high with the mud
Hoes flockin' like we got a flash flood
Grab the beans, grab the lovely bud
Bitch actin' crazy like a nun
She copped a tight white, that's what's up
Tryna get geeked, is this a setup
Diamonds in my ears, you know I see the bling
Runnin' bitches off like I'm a king, f*ckin' boss
Pissin' on you peasants, should teach them a lesson
Been grindin' since an adolescent
Wait a second, that's a blessing

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde

F*ck all the haters, it's true, I'm a player
Tryna stack my paper, don't be a failure
Keep it up with prayer, God willing we'll survive
Runnin' like Bonnie and Clyde
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Writer: Berat Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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