Fmaj7
All these fuck niggas on my line
              Am
Damn, nigga, you must wanna die tonight
               C
Yeah, I rock a choker with a .45
                Dm7
And I know some niggas that are down to ride
                               Fmaj7
All these hatin' bitches on my line
              Am
Damn, bitch, you must wanna fuck tonight
              C
Let me guess, you're my biggest fan, right?
              Dm7
You wanted an autograph
                           Fmaj7
All you had to do was ask, woah


[Verse 1]
                              Am
Uh, but you lookin' like a asshole
                                   C
Up on Twitter and you lookin' mad, woah
                                       Dm7
Talkin' 'bout me, but you lookin' bad, woah
                                         Fmaj7
Like the ugly daughter that I never had, woah

And what's up with these lames?
       Am
Got my name in they mouth like they swallowin' my children
C
I never got why niggas hate
     Dm7
It's probably 'cause I'm doin' better than them, anyway
     Fmaj7
It's probably 'cause I get they bitches wetter, anyway
     Am
It's probably 'cause I'm livin' and they're in a lower place
        C
They're walkin' in their sorrows, while I'm vibin' out in space
      Dm7
Crash land just to take they girl on a dinner date
     Fmaj7
When haters see me winnin' they just hyperventilate
     Am
They always try to stop me, but I never hesitate
     C
Just follow all your dreams and when you reach them, celebrate
           Dm7
That's the only way to truly make a hater suffocate


[Chorus]
                            Fmaj7
All these fuck niggas on my line
              Am
Damn, nigga, you must wanna die tonight
               C
Yeah, I rock a choker with a .45
                Dm7
And I know some niggas that are down to ride
                               Fmaj7
All these hatin' bitches on my line
              Am
Damn, bitch, you must wanna fuck tonight
              C
Let me guess, you're my biggest fan, right?
              Dm7
You wanted an autograph
                           Fmaj7
All you had to do was ask, woah


[Refrain]

Why you mad, why you mad?
                     Am
Why you mad, why you mad?

That's all I wanna know
                      C
You're lookin' like a joke, dry humor at the most
                         Dm7
Steady chokin' on your shade like a dick in your throat
                      Fmaj7
Well, if you're gonna throw shade my way
                 Am
Maybe you should throw with a little more aim
                   C
It's a cold day in hell when they dirty up your name
                  Dm7
They don't got no business talkin' in the first place, I'm freezin'


[Verse 2]
Fmaj7
(Uh) But these haters not breathin'
Am
Stevie Wonder to these haters, no seein' (Uh)
C
   And I don't believe it
Dm7
They hate me, hate me for no reason


[Bridge]
Fmaj7                  Am   C
They hate me for no reason, woah
Dm7
Oh-oh-oh


[Chorus]
                            Fmaj7
All these fuck niggas on my line
              Am
Damn, nigga, you must wanna die tonight
               C
Yeah, I rock a choker with a .45
                Dm7
And I know some niggas that are down to ride
                               Fmaj7
All these hatin' bitches on my line
              Am
Damn, bitch, you must wanna fuck tonight
              C
Let me guess, you're my biggest fan, right?
              Dm7
You wanted an autograph
                           Fmaj7
All you had to do was ask, woah