作词 : Connor Brookfield
作曲 : Peter F Brazier/Reece Turnbull
Now they wanna hate, cause I got there cake,

Now they wanna hate, cause I got there cake,
Don’t wanna fake this is my fate,
I got the xanny to take,
I got the money to make,
Ya ay,
Ay ya,

Thats your bitch at my door
Wanting the cash,
Told her I gone sauce that ass,
Give her that shit so fast,
Make her forget the past,
This gone be a blast, oh
I **** your lady, give her my bab
Don’t want no maybe, booty like that who can blame me,
Never gonna tame me, yeah,
She bad she boujee but she don’t fool me,
This no movie, just wanna smoke my doobie oh,
Now I’m balling in a two seater, bitch
I’m a pussy eater, don’t wanna be ya
**** your bestie after I see ya,

Now they wanna hate, cause I got there cake,
Don’t wanna fake this is my fate,
I got the xanny to take,
I got the money to make,
Ya ay,
Ay ya,

Pull up in a drop top,
Gotta count my guap,
You know the gang is hot,
Coming from the block,
Careful not to get shot,
We gotta a loaded glock,
You better be tip top, cause ya time running out like tic tok,
Cause we cruising,
Hiding the pain, switching the lane, getting the fame,
Balling like Gucci mane, bitch you sweet like candy cane oh
I had to much blue, molly taking hold told too,
Baby can I come home with you,

Now they wanna hate, cause I got there cake,
Don’t wanna fake this is my fate,
I got the xanny to take,
I got the money to make,
Ya ay,
Ay ya,

Swerving in the coupe, rari no roof,
Yeah I’m in the street,
bringing the heat,
Drinking vodka neat,
In the club, late at night trapping the white, keeping it tight,
Ice on my wrist, your bitch loves it cause I’m ric
Turn these rags to riches,
You know I **** all these bitche
Grant em all their wishes,
Busting all these switches,
Only do it when I’m high,
Look me in my eye as I touch your thigh,
are you down to ride,

Now they wanna hate, cause I got there cake,
Don’t wanna fake this is my fate,
I got the xanny to take,
I got the money to make,
Ya ay,
Ay ya,

Now the night is done, come get in my bed,
Let me inside your head, before I end up dead,
Off this lean, please satisfy my need,
Roll this weed,
Take a hit I’m begging you please, get up off your knees,
As I slide and let you ride, leave you dripping all night, Do it til light,
Dusk til dawn, I know you’ll be gone in the morn,
I know you’ll be gone in the morn,

Now they wanna hate, cause I got there cake,
Don’t wanna fake this is my fate,
I got the xanny to take,
I got the money to make,
Ya ay,
Ay ya,

Now they wanna hate, cause I got there cake,
Don’t wanna fake this is my fate,
I got the xanny to take,
I got the money to make,
Ya ay,
Ay ya,