9900 Haters On The Wall Viper

[Chorus]
I ain't trippin' on you chumps
I don't care if you ever buy my stuff
I ain't trippin' on you chumps
I don't care if you ever buy my stuff
I ain't trippin' on you chumps
I don't care if you ever buy my stuff
I ain't trippin' on you chumps
I don't care if you ever buy my stuff

[Verse 1]
Y'all haters got me hyper
Y'all heard all my CDs on CDBaby dot com, backslash Viper
Matter fact, ten thousand of y'all heard my album
As only a hundred of y'all bought 'em
So that's ninety-nine-hundred haters on the wall
So to you, I say, (kcuf) y'all
'Cause while y'all blockin' rhyme cash like some tricks
I'm still paid, in real estate (bitch)
And that cash, you can't stop
No matter how much you hate, your mouth drops
Open, when you see the SUV
And me, with my cap back, clowning
It makes the eyes hurt
Peepin' out a thug on your way back to work
While that (mark nigga) cross the street on hate block
On his way to punch that clock
See, I'd be mad too
If God made me you