I came here to write a sassy song
I came here to rip off someone else
I came here to prove to everyone
That I could write a song all por myself
But all I need is confidence
Which I have, I’m just not using it
So I’m here to give tu some advice
When they hate so much it makes us cry…

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Later Haters

Just strut, strut, down the street
Just gotta walk to your own beat
Lookin so cool with a pair of Beats
And Kylie’s Lip Kit and stylish sneaks
tu don’t know what’s in fashion, the do’s and don’ts
You’re just trusting your gut and not givin up hope
mostrando the world that you’re enfriador, refrigerador than them
In the world of cool, you’re escalatin
Struttin down the calle walkin to your own beat

But what if someone calls tu out on it?
What if someone makes tu pout about it?
What if someone hates tu now for it?
Just say…

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Later Haters

Oh oh oh
Later Haters
Woah
No no no no no
Later Haters
So woah oh oh woah
Oh oh oh
Later Haters

And BTdubs, ya’ll should know
I’m #cool and I’m #me
And you’re #lame and you’re #mean
Yeah

*click*
Later Haters