HATRED (Explicit)

HATRED (Explicit) - The Kid LAROI/Lil Yachty

Lyrics by：Charlton Howard/Miles McCollum/Gentuar Memishi/Brandon Mitchell/Spencer Jewesson/Shakir Givens/George Hunter

Composed by：Charlton Howard/Miles McCollum/Gentuar Memishi/Brandon Mitchell/Spencer Jewesson/Shakir Givens/George Hunter

Produced by：Lil Yachty/GENT!/MitchGoneMad/Snubnose Frankenstein/WessGoneMad

This might

This might cause an argument after I say this

But last night I called my ex when I was faded

Oh yeah

And maybe I'm bein' too truthful right now

Because every time that you play this

It's gon' fill your heart up with hatred

Yeah ooh-ooh

Okay remind you I'm the most hated

Talkin' down on me online but in real life

You know I'm your favorite

If you were to write me a thank you letter

It'd be long as the ************* yellow pages

And it still wouldn't be enough I won't take it

I used to love you now I ******* hate you

It's crazy

I used to buy you stilettos and Birkins

I don't know why 'cause you wouldn't be here if I was hurtin'

I tried to erase you out my mind

All things was fine 'til I closed the curtain

I used to look at you like a God

Knowin' damn well you an average person

I can't deal when you get blacked out like a thick bedroom curtain

Lookin' strong on the outside but the inside of you hurtin'

**** got way too complicated

I just want to moist you out like lotion

Do your new man have motion

I heard he be sippin' on green

And yellow like he really support Oakland

When I'm high I don't like to be social

But for you I did it to get closer

I feel sorry for him

'Cause I set the bar real high yeah

I had you coastal

I bossed up on you just like I told you

Went to Paris now I don't even know you

Walkin' around in this ***** like I owe you

Doin' everything yeah you're supposed to

Yeah this might

This might cause an argument after I say this

Huh

But last night I called my ex when I was faded

And maybe I'm bein' too truthful right now

Because every time that you play this

It's gon' fill your heart up with hatred I know

I know she saw them pictures of us out in public

She hit me like "Was this all just for nothing"

Trust me that was a difficult discussion

I'm at this party I don't know nobody

And I'm on some **** that is not for consumption

Stop tryna argue and make assumptions

We can be doing something more productive

Uh

I take you to Turks no TSA clearance

I'ma show you I'm serious

I get my assistants to handle your errands

Grateful for your parents

Uh-huh

When it come to you know I'm not sharin'

Uh-huh

I'ma put you so deep in Bottega

Get rid of that old **** you was wearin'

Hm

Change your number your old n***a toast

Hm

And I'm obviously doin' the most for you

Baby girl 'cause you deserve it

You keep me calm when I'm nervous

Uh-huh

I never second guess making any kind of purchase on you

Fasho

I treat you like I'm tryna bribe ya'

Fasho

Double C's on your visor

Fasho

You're better lookin' than them models

Fasho

Yeah this might

This might cause an argument after I say this

Huh

But last night I called my ex when I was faded

And maybe I'm bein' too truthful right now

Because every time that you play this

It's gon' fill your heart up with hatred I know