You Went From My Biggest Fan To My Biggest Hater Lyrics was sung by Young Dolph and Produced By Zaytoven.
You Went From My Biggest Fan To My Biggest Hater Lyrics
[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Woo
Ooh, that drank raw, yeah
Ayy, pa^^ me a lighter, man
Yeah
Ayy, I'm in the booth right now, right?
And I look around and I finally realize
That I done turned myself to a motherf^^kin' self-made millionaire, you
dig?
Everybody love me except for one group of bi^^h-a^^ ni^^as
Ayy, don't play with me, play with your bi^^h, let's go
[Verse]
Don't play with me (Don't do that), play with your bi^^h (Play with your
bi^^h)
Young ni^^a on some multi-million dollar s^^t (It's Dolph)
Fur coat, half a million worth of ice on (It's Dolph)
I'm lit up like a ni^^a cut the Christmas lights on (I'm shinin')
Why the f^^k do you be so fresh, Dolph? (Swag)
Why you keep your foot on these ni^^as' neck, Dolph? (Woo)
'Cause we at the top, but we really from the bottom (Bottom)
Tell that pu^^y f^^k him and that's how I feel about him
Heard your intro your last two mixtapes (Both of 'em)
I hear you slick dissin', but that s^^t lame (That s^^t weak)
All that make believe rappin' about cocaine (The f^^k outta here)
Don't play with me, Ho Gotti, you a ho, man, ayy
You went from my biggest fan to my biggest hater (Facts)
Beggin' me to sign with you, but I had too much paper (Facts)
Still that same ni^^a that used to front your big brother (Facts)
Found out he a bi^^h too, now I call him your big sister (bi^^h)
You still that same ni^^a that was beefin' with a d^^e (But you a gangster,
though?)
I cannot take you serious, aight (Hah)
They said them pu^^y ni^^as on your team iron your drawers (What?)
They say you make them pu^^y-a^^ ni^^as call you boss (Hell nah)
But they can't call you king (Why?), because that's Dolph (Ayy)
I can't drink all that two liter (Why?), because that's raw (Pour up)
The streets ours (Empire)
That new 488 came with a lot of power (Skrrt)
My lil' ni^^as beggin' to let them send some scattered showers (Uh-huh)
Don't play with me (Don't play with me), play with your bi^^h (Play with
your bi^^h)
Matter fact, when I f^^ked her, she told me you a bi^^h (For real)
And tell that old ni^^a from my hood with you that he a bi^^h (He don't get
away)
You make the city look bad, that's the truth (Damn, man)
f^^k ni^^a, I be in North Memphis more than you (Haha)
I shot my first twenty videos in my hood (Trap)
You a pu^^y, I heard they never see you in your hood (Hey, hey, hey)
ni^^a, quit playin' (Stop)
Ten M's up, what the f^^k? I'm just sayin' (Ayy)
Oh, you must be mad 'cause they call Memphis Dolphland (Hah)
I'm at the Super Bowl, my money on the Falcons
Ayy, you big-head motherf^^ker, why you hatin' so much?
Oh, I forgot you came up rappin' dissin' Three 6 Mafia (pu^^y)
Stop slick dissin' and dodgin' me, ni^^a, let's get it poppin' (What's
poppin'?)
Ol' pu^^y-a^^ ni^^a (Yeah, yeah)
Ol' puss- a^^ ni^^a (Yeah)
Was talkin' 'bout me in your song "Pride To The Side" (Damn)
Found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride (I'm sorry, bruh)
Hahahaha (Hah), yeah
You found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride (Ayy)
When they hear this s^^t, they gon' play it five times
Got a lot of foreign cars that I get too high to drive (Uh-huh)
Don't play with me (Don't do that), play with your bi^^h (Play with your
bi^^h)
Don't play with me (Nah), play with your bi^^h
[Outro]
So
So I told myself a long time ago, right?
I said, "I ain't gon', I, I, I ain't gon' expose this pu^^y-a^^ ni^^a,
man"
'Cause we from the same city
You know, and your whole pu^^y-a^^ team know, ni^^a
I've been sparin' your bi^^h a^^ for the past five years, ni^^a
You know that s^^t, man, come on, man
CM who?
CMF
The Cocaine Musik Faggots, hah
I know, you know
The whole motherf^^kin' city know
You's a bi^^h
Don't play with me, man, play with your bi^^h
This ain't what you want
I'm the same lil' ni^^a, bro, that was helping your big pu^^y-a^^ brother
put food on his table when you wasn't f^^king with him, bro
Put it like this, ayy, yo
You was ridin' in the city beefin' with a d^^e, my ni^^a
I don't know no gangsters that beef with motherf^^kin' d^^es, my ni^^a
That motherf^^kin' song, that, "Touchdown," "Reloaded"
All that s^^t, whatever the f^^k it was, ni^^a
ni^^a, you was talkin' 'bout a d^^e, ni^^a
ni^^a, you was beefin' with a d^^e out there in North Memphis where you
from, ni^^a
ni^^a, you a bi^^h, ni^^a
Ho Gotti, I'm disappointed in you, man
Stay in your place, homie, you know what's up with me
Tell your fat-a^^ big brother, man, I said he a bi^^h too
Matter fact, your big sister
Tell your fat-a^^ big sister that I said he a bi^^h too, haha, haha
You know what I mean?
Ayy, you's a bi^^h, ni^^a
The whole city know that
Streets know that
Stay out my way, f^^k ni^^a
Ayy
Young ni^^a, self-made
Rich s^^t, fast cars, fast bi^^hes
Yeah