hater proof

i'm hater proof

you should already know

i get respect everywhere that i go

guess it's why them people hatin' for

doin' good ain't never good where i'm from

found out you gettin' paper

dough

guess that's why them people hatin' for

kay slay

what's up?

uh

burberry scarf and some timb boots

bad bitch with me and she foreign too

pull up out the whip

hop out clutchin'

makin' wrist icee

i'm a slushie

my lil' nigga'll face a nigga

dj kay slay a nigga

broad day a nigga

clap

ay bay bay a nigga

i climbed from the bottom

i found a way out

you niggas the feds

pardon my layout

y'all make me go a lil' harder

ain't gon' lie

i'm startin' to like haters

look

i'm louied down

i'm a freshman like a ninth grader

fuck her

put her out

no you can't

i spend the night later

she tryna get goosed

stuck on me? i get some fly paper

uh

i'm hater proof

you should already know

i get respect everywhere that i go

guess it's why them people hatin' for

doin' good ain't never good where i'm from

found out you gettin' paper

dough

guess that's why them people hatin' for

who take the coke up in butcher crib? i was trappin out chess spot

baggin' up i was swipin' for tvs and an xbox

robberies got me watchin'

get caught slippin'? you bet' not

told your bitch just for suck it'

got me feelin' like x-pac

they say i'm overrated

i ain't been sober lately

i get doped on the daily and fuck them hoes

just come pay me

i'm in control like baby

countin' cash money

benjis

got uptown in a frenzy

roll up

ounces and benzes

ninety percent crip and i got homies that's billy

homies that's mackin'

started injects with a package

fuck a mtv list

got some marriotts on deck

tonight i got like three chicks

bring that money back to daddy

remix

cut that coca with that arm-n-hammer

shit is gettin' real

i bought my mom a hammer

perk and me won't talk to cameras

i'm off the sour

though

my cousin got a powder flow

next exit gotta get some gas

couple miles to go

boulders in the trunk so ain't no smokin'

laughin' to the bank but i ain't jokin'

rich nigga and i'm rollin'

hammers on the seats so ain't no speedin'

clip a nigga quick

just need a reason

put that work in then we leavin'

i'm hater proof

you should already know

i get respect everywhere that i go

guess it's why them people hatin' for

doin' good ain't never good where i'm from

found out you gettin' paper

dough

guess that's why them people hatin' for