Let 'em Hate

You should know the name by now man Uh F*ck what you heard I'm the new king in town Yeah I put it down I don't play around I'm smoking on a pound they tryna copy 'Cause I got my own sound Ain't nobody out here killing mics Like I do 'cause I got the best flow around All of you haters remind me of Pennywise 'Cause y'all looking like clowns But I let 'em hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit Yeah I let 'em hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit I got that bag on me, rolling up the loud 'til I'm lit I let them haters hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit Yeah Going full throttle the only thing Slowing me down is this bottle I'm with a bad bitch you would think she a model We smoking on good 'til we stoned like a fossil Everything that I do is so colossal I'm getting that cheese but don't call it Romano Stay in the booth and I spit them hot lyrics 'Cause getting this money is always the motto I'm tryna, see them, bands That bitch, shake it, with no, hands And I, love the, way she, dance Got me, saying, God damn My flow is hotter than summertime in Arizona Blowing strong I love that aroma These haters snakes just like a cobra Know what I'm saying F*ck what you heard I'm the new king in town Yeah I put it down I don't play around I'm smoking on a pound they tryna copy 'Cause I got my own sound Ain't nobody out here killing mics Like I do 'cause I got the best flow around All of you haters remind me of Pennywise 'Cause y'all looking like clowns But I let 'em hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit Yeah I let 'em hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit I got that bag on me, rolling up the loud 'til I'm lit I let them haters hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit Yeah I am on top of my game and I keep it A hundred you know that'll stay the same I'm one of a kind if you think about fucking With me then you better stay in your lane I'm spitting that flame I'm talking 800 degrees Every beat that I'm on I maim Woke up with a dame, we popping champagne And I'm so ahead of the fucking game Going insane the lyrics ridiculous 'Cause I be blowing that strong With all of this talent right up in the Studio is where D Illest belong Popping, bands, got my, feet up, in the, sand I'ma, let them, haters, hate, cause I'm Doing, what, they, can't, what they, can't F*ck what you heard I'm the new king in town Yeah I put it down I don't play around I'm smoking on a pound they tryna copy 'Cause I got my own sound Ain't nobody out here killing mics Like I do 'cause I got the best flow around All of you haters remind me of Pennywise 'Cause y'all looking like clowns But I let 'em hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit Yeah I let 'em hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit I got that bag on me, rolling up the loud 'til I'm lit I let them haters hate, they ain't slowing me down a bit Yeah