Big Ole Hater chords by Sirrom

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Serum, got my nigga with me,
he needs no introduction.
He gone talk to y 'all in a second,
just be ready.
It's always one nigga,
that's a big ol' hater
Pockets deep and empty like
a motherfuckin' crater
I keep grindin', man,
like a motherfuckin' stater
It was his bitch, but yeah,
I had to fuckin' slay him
Big ol' hater, he a, he a big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a big ol' hater
Every day a new nigga say
they at your neck
They really mad cause they
ain't get a fuckin' check
I told them, they can really be next
Hell nah, they ain't tryna get
a fuckin' check
You 40, and I ain't seen a hundredth out
I'm 27, and seen four hundredth out
Hell at 21, I seen over a hundredth out
If you see my check stubbed,
you be like, wow
Get your bread up before
you even speak to me
I check my bank account
and it's on fleek to me
She seen those numbers
and she tryna be a freak to me
If you ain't gettin' money,
then you weak to me
Gettin' this money,
it's a technique to me
Old ass niggas, you really antique to me
My chick got a nice physique to me
And she independent,
that's unique to me
Broke niggas, be the biggest critics
I'm ballin', man, check the analytics
Get his money, yeah, I'm prolific
I do this shit for real,
ain't no fuckin' gimmick
Niggas like moms,
yeah, they tryna mimic
When it come to money,
ain't no damn limit
I'm tryna own more than one business
And I'ma do some shit that's unreal,
listen
It's always one nigga,
that's a big ol' hater
Pockets, been emptied like
a motherfuckin' crater
I keep behind that man
like a motherfuckin' skater
It was his bitch, but yeah, I had to fuckin'
Big ol' hater, he a, he a, big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a, big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a, big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a, big ol' hater
Money talk like these n****s do
Chris Tucker, hope he bulletproof
Pull up in a yellow coupe
Secure the bag, get them all blues
Benz all in my pocket
Houston let off that rocket
Plugged in, no socket
Get money all about profit
Took for a joke
Now every word, every song,
here I'm quotin'
Ridin' away with anyone on the boat
Told them the Rupert,
they don't need to float
I don't know you,
don't owe you nothin'
When you make it,
think you owe him somethin'
Blindside, they ain't see me comin'
Not too long, now they all be jumpin',
runnin'
Back, I'ma get it
Haters attached,
I know they comin' with it
Gotta secure it
Keep the thing on me,
so watch how you livin'
Numbers, they up
Boom like the trap,
they all know who winnin'
Foot on the gas, chest in this paper,
I made it my mission
It's always one nigga
That's a big ol' hater
Pockets deep and empty
like a motherfuckin' crater
I keep grindin', man,
like a motherfuckin' stater
It was his bitch, but yeah,
I had to fuckin' slay him
Big ol' hater, he a, he a big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a, he a big ol' hater
Big ol' hater, he a,
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he a big ol' hater