Seiler - I Hate My Ex Hoe (feat. Lij) Lyrics

Well, never the less
I chase these bitches that I never get (shit)
Why am I stressed
I need to open my eyes oh my God I am blessed
Yeah, I must confess that I am the best, I am the best (really yeah)
You're changing your style to get famous, but bitch you just look like a mess
I run through these bitches I look like the jets
When I link with your girl she gon' give me that neck
I flex
Bitch who is you
I got designer all up on my shoes, and these bitches cute and they think i'm cool
So they gon' let me hit that shit like a juul
I said f*ck with the crew
I got snakes on my shoes
Givenchy brand new
Yeah, you know how we do
Iced out watch like I'm Ben Ten
Imma f*ck your bitch, then f*ck again
Then f*ck all her friends
Then pass to the team
I'm on a Molly, bitch I'm off a bean
F*ck do you mean, I'm smoking green
You can catch me on your tv screen
Wearing Supreme, or maybe some Gucci
Your lil shawty is throwing her coochi
Yeah, my life is a movie
My life is bougie
I listen to uzi while gripping that booty
She wet like jacuzzis
Found out she a groupie
I'm off of that Lucy
A little bit loopy
Your bitch is a cutie
Too bad that i'm gloomy
We watching a cinema
Smoking that indica
That's pretty typical
Pretty convincible
You don't want shit bitch I'm pretty invincible

I hate my ex hoe
She's f*cking heartless
A quiet girl, but she always gotta start shit
She broke my heart so
I'm broken hearted, but now I'm balling on all of these bitches like I'm James Harden
I hate my ex hoe
She's f*cking heartless
A quiet girl, but she always gotta start shit
She broke my heart so
I'm broken hearted, but now I'm balling on all of these bitches like I'm James Harden

(Ay, ay, ay)
You like to start shit
Try to break bone, can't even break cartilage
Got in here once but now you getting carded
Checking ID's like security guarding
Hey- look, I know we been through it
That shit really hurted, there's no need to prove it
But I'm moving up in the things that I'm doing
I made it to Vevo, so no being rude bitch
Aye, you're f*cking late
You hit up my phone like I don't f*cking hate
You- K maybe I shouldn't say
That guess I'm glad at the end of the day
You broke me twice, but there won't be a three
I hope I look nice when I'm on your tv
I know that you miss me, I call as I see
Go head f*cking diss me, I'm here getting green
Get the f*ck outta here
While I have the loudest year
You're jealous, you're pouting, dear
I'm selling, despite my fears
Yeah, you're f*cking terrible
I now see your face as unbearable
But I get this bread, I'm getting ahead
You don't mean shit, you're practically dead

I hate my ex hoe
She's f*cking heartless
A quiet girl, but she always gotta start shit
She broke my heart so
I'm broken hearted, but now I'm balling on all of these bitches like I'm James Harden
I hate my ex hoe
She's f*cking heartless
A quiet girl, but she always gotta start shit
She broke my heart so
I'm broken hearted, but now I'm balling on all of these bitches like I'm James Harden