BlueBucksClan - Hate It Here lyrics

Lame ass bitches, weird niggas, man
I hate it here (Man, I hate it here)
Prada,  Louis,  and Balenci'
That's my basic gear (That shit basic)
Talkin' shit about my life how
I make it here (That's how I made it)
Bitch, I feel like KD
 I ain't playin' this year
(I ain't playin')
BucksClan blowin' through them dubs
Leave the Franklins here (All hundreds)
Layin' with a cold bitch like
Ain't no blankets here (yeah, she cold)
She wanna fuck a lit nigga bad
She keep beggin' please (Beggin' please)
Know you like my kicks
It's too bad they ain't sellin' these
(They ain't sellin' these)
I ain't finna bust down these bags, bitch
I'm mailin' these (yeah, they gone)
Ninth grade, I was wearin' Fendi


They was failin' me (Fendi'd down)
Talkin' ass bitch act like Wendy
Why you tellin' me? (Wendy Williams)
Stalkin' ass bitch, you can't get me
Why you sweatin' me? (Never, bitch)
Yeah, I like big foreigns, ain't no Chevys
(Big foreigns)
Pants saggin' off my ass like I'm Webbie
(Like I'm Webbie)
Forty bands in my pants, this shit heavy
(This shit heavy)
Pass a bitch to my man, yeah, she ready
(yeah, she ready)

Tryna start a tip drill like I'm Nelly
(Like I'm Nelly)
She said do I got a bitch? I'm like
"Barely" (I don't know)
Heard you fuck with all ducks, Chip Kelly
(Chip Kelly) we them niggas
It ain't shit you can tell me (Hell nah)
Walkin' in with all the sticks
It get deadly (It get deadly)
I got murder on my mind, free Melly
(Free Melly)
Nigga fuck with little girls, R kelly
(The fuck?)
I got Dallas playin' Madden, nigga, bet me
(yeah, bet me)
I just met her yesterday, but she ready
(yeah, she ready)
I keep going dumb and dumber, Jim Carrey
(Jim Carrey)
Yeah, the bottom of my feet Bloody Mary
(Bloody Mary) on stage
Bitches fightin' for me like I'm Jerry
Road rage in the gutter lane, it get scary
(It get scary) she keep tryna ride a nigga
Pole like I'm Harry (Goddamn)
She know I got Inglewood bitches
I'm on Prairie (I'm on Prairie)
Thousand ones, throw it all at once, nigga
Dare me (Nigga, dare me)

She know I got Long Beach bitches
I'm on Cherry (I'm on Cherry)
I got too many bitches, I can't get married
(I can't get married)
We just touched down with an eighty
Feel like Jerry (Jerry Rice)

I ain't have no baby shower
But this Burberry (Burberry)
Eatin' on some buff ass
Lobster like I'm Larry (Lobster)
Movin' real slow off this
Pour like I'm Gary (Movin' slow)
Told her I don't even wanna
Fuck if it's hairy (Hell nah)

Told her I need buffalo shrimp
I'm at Barrys (I'm at Barrys)
We got all these chips in the
Trap like a candy house (Candy house)
I'm that nigga pullin' double-R's
To my granny house (Granny house)
Park it on the grass
Bring the whole fuckin' family out
(Whole family) all we got is '42
Don't bring no brandy out (Don't bring)
I'm a fly nigga
Only bad bitches sit with me (Bad bitches)
I'ma shop when I land
I ain't bring shit with me
(I ain't bring it)
I got G's all on my shoes
But my 'fit Fendi
Same bitches you'd die for don't
Mean shit to me (Don't mean shit to me)

She said I got too many
Hoes and she can't deal (The fuck?)
In the double-R, drive it like a big wheel
(Like a big wheel)
She gon' flip this pack for
A nigga like a cartwheel (Yes, she is)
Eatin' lobster mac with the steak
Ain't no kids' meal (This shit good)

Forty bands in my pants, this shit heavy
We them niggas
It ain't shit you can tell me