Rustie - He Hate Me Lyrics

[Hook]
He hate me and you love me
Basic but we f*ckin'
Basically I got you cringin' like a basshead
Taste it and you love it
I ain't talkin' to none of you bitches specifically
You off the Remy and Whitney, I get it
If you with me, let's get it

[Verse 1]
She's blind to the money, she can't see my digits
She wanna get deep in, alright
Now I can't see my digits
And nah that was nasty, you prolly don't get it
But I know that she feel it
Show up [?] wearin' all black
With a white bitch in a ball cap
Prolly said somethin' stupid on the front
But that ass looks stupid from the front
Don't take it to heart, we ain't takin' this far
The f*ck you want from me? It's nothin' but frontin'
I know that you love me
I know that you'll suck me
[?]
Prolly [?]
The way that I function is higher than you aspire to
[?] sayin' they nuts
[?] on her breasts
[?] with every breath
Bitch we [?] she said somethin' 'bout Mary
[?] I'm drivin' in spaceships
[?]

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
She ain't on the liquor but still gettin' twisted
A toast to the ceiling, she teaching me this shit
She 'bout the [?] and I'm 'bout the physics
And that line was nasty, you prolly don't get it
But I know that she feel it
Show up, top down
Tom Brown, gettin' money now
Can't f*ck around with y'all f*ckarounds
Cause I don't f*ck around bein' underground
[?] with [?]
[?]
[?]
[?] watch me all day
I hope they sell me this tape
Cause Courtney love me, goddamn she [?]
I got some things I could say
F*ck that, I'm ballin' today
F*ck all y'all, I'm on my way
F*ck all y'all, y'all in my way
I got some things I could say
F*ck that, I'm ballin' today
F*ck all y'all, I'm on my way
F*ck all y'all, y'all in my way
Bitches finna die, finna die for a minute
I just wanna dive in it, leave my autograph in it
When they ask how I'm livin' I tell them that
This ain't the kid in [?]
And now you can't visit me, [?]
Don't act like we've ever been cool
[?] don't go to decision
And I pay the judges so I'm always
Take off that belt, let's get back to the sinnin'
[?] don't go to decision
And I pay the judges so I'm always
Take off that belt, let's get back to the sinnin'