Lyrics Mike WiLL Made–It – Oh Hi Hater (Hiatus)

Hi hater, hi
Ransom, Ransom, Ransom, Ransom
Hey, hey

Oh, hi hater

Oh shit, don’t forget we got real big
Oh shit, don’t forget we got hits, bitch, ayy
Lookin’ like I’m pocket watchin’ you, you, you
She gon’ fuck the crew
Big shit in this bitch gettin’ bidness
Dog food, it legit, it like Ruth’s Chris
Oh shit, don’t forget we got hits, bitch
Road trip, AG Roll I get money with
I’m sure you gonna want some
She want Xans and the molly crumb
Money comin’ in, it’s on
Ain’t no need to take a ransom

Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, hiatus
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, hiatus
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, hiatus
Oh, hi hater

I play Norman like Pandora, I’m scorin’
She foreign, but I pipe it up, take off and I’m gone, hey
Make it easy for me, baby
Bein’ black hard enough
Million dollar plays, yeah, that type of stuff
Come here, baby, come here, girl, let me pipe you up
Tint your windows up, paper hush that fuss
Roll that pressure up, extra special stuff
Walk inside the club feelin’ like uh
Tell the girl I wanna see her like uh
In your feelin’ ’bout a nigga, girl what
I be takin’ girl feelin’ like ayy
Dancin’ like what needs to be, to see you on the camera
Dancin’ like what needs to be, to see you on the camera

Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, hiatus
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, hiatus
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, hiatus
Oh, hi hater
Don’t do no favors