He Hate Me - Rustie, Gorgeous Children

He hate me and you love me

Basically we fuckin'

Basically I got you twitchin' 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

She’s blind to the money, she can’t see my digits

She wanna get deep then, alright

Now I can’t see my digits

And that line was nasty, you prolly don’t get it

But I know that she feel it

Show up at Diddy’s party wearin' all black

With a white bitch in a ball cap

Prolly says somethin' stupid on the front

But her ass look stupid from the front

Don’t take it to heart, we ain’t takin' this far

The fuck you want from me?

It’s nothin' but frontin'

I know that you love me, I know that you’ll suck me

If you saw me bummy or stuntin'

Prolly in public, God I’m disgusting

The way that I function is higher than you could aspire to

White lighter fire to rivals who lied to you saying they next

Messiah reside on her breast, rapidly rising with every breath

We sinning it’s dirty, she said some Hail Mary’s

And then it was back to the head, back to black on the black

And I’m driving in space shit that don’t even make any sense

Quick to react and send dogs on attack

It’s a wrap, if I snap, then they hopping the fence

She ain’t off the liquor, but still getting twisted

Her toes to the ceiling, she teaching me this shit

Cause she bout geometry, I’m bout the physics

And that line was nasty, you probably don’t get it

But I know that she feel it

Show up, top down

Thom Browne, I’m gettin' money now

Can’t fuck around with y’all fuck-arounds

Cause I don’t fuck around with being underground

Parlay with pavé, Balls hang in Balmain

Phone rang like I sold yay, them feds watching me all day

Aye I hope they send me this tape, cause Courtney love me

God damn she blew them brains out today

I got some things I could say

But fuck that I’m ballin' today

Fuck all y’all, I’m on my way

To fuck all y’all, y’all in my way

You just wanna die, you just wanna die for a minute

I just wanna dive in it, leave my autograph in it

When they ask you how im livin'

I tell em that this ain’t the kid that ya’ll knew

And nah you can’t visit me, Delta dont fly here

Don’t act like we ever been cool

Bae lets not fight it’ll go to decision

And I paid the judges so I’m always winnin'

Take off that belt lets get back to the sinnin'

Lets get back to the sinnin'

Bae lets not fight it’ll go to decision

And I paid the judges so I’m always winnin'

Take off that belt lets get back to the sinnin'