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hate me - mimi mxnroe lyrics

[intro]
stay woke musiq
it’s mxnroe season
everyone’s a f*cking rapper these days
(this is the sound of dreamreal) this the real rap

[verse 1]
’90s baby, grew up on the south side (whoosh)
we was robbing pizza bites, b*tch, i’ve been outside (outside)
any chick coming at me with her mouth wide
csi, white, short, get her out, like
always with a dog, straight bite and a big bark (woof)
i could get a n*gga lights out in the pitch dark
mum always told me i’m gonna be a big star (fly)
now i’m so fly that your man calls me miss clark
clark kent, b*tches walk around with my cape on
n*ggas on the ‘gram tryna see if my shape’s gone (big back)
big back, make a man crash with his brakes on
but you won’t еver catch me locked up, i ain’t akon
go and put my tapе on and sing it like a birdy (birdy)
move to the cr, them n*ggas play dirty (dirty)
crept up, ko your nan to get that 30
then i hit max, l!cked packs out of that shirley (white girl)

[pre*chorus]
which b*tch flyer than me?
any new chick rapping doesn’t matter to me
come at me? don’t be silly, silly, silly
not by the hairs on my chinny, chinny, chinny
[chorus]
this for my real b*tches (where they at, b*tches?)
iced*out chill b*tches (icy)
they love, but they hate me
every time that you swipe, you know it pays me (you know that it pays me)
so go on and hate me (hate me)
but you’re soon gonna rate me (ah)
this is for my real hitters
the always*keep*me*true hitters (brr)

[verse 2]
nickname mxnroe (uh), game in a chokehold (whoosh)
bars, got a boatload, rap until i grow old (uh)
hitters on my old phone, still get you stone cold
i’m the feeling that you get when weed and the smokes roll
chicks in my song, i’m the bad*b*tch translator (ah)
but i ain’t giving chicks tips like a bad waiter (nah)
i’ve got a hot head, something like a hair straightener (uh)
i’m giving out more smoke than your nan’s vape (uh)
drip this, drip that, i don’t buy drip, but i’m still cute
n*ggas can’t touch me in my dms, like, i feel you
i left all the f*ckboys and got myself a real yute
and any violations and i know that n*gga will shoot (brr)
i’m just playing, but it can get steamy (huh)
so mind how you talk when you talk about me (when you are talkin’)
mxnroe season, got ’em all needy
i keep the faith at all times like i’m stevie (stevie)
[pre*chorus]
which b*tch flyer than me?
any new chick rapping doesn’t matter to me
come at me? don’t be silly, silly, silly
not by the hairs on my chinny, chinny, chinny

[chorus]
this for my real b*tches (where they at, b*tches?)
iced*out chill b*tches (icy)
they love, but they hate me
every time that you swipe, you know it pays me (you know it pays me)
so go on and hate me (hate me)
but you soon gonna rate me (ah)
this is for my real hitters
the always*keep*me*true hitters (brr)

- mimi mxnroe lyrics

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