Normal Rapper

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[Intro] Zaytoven Uh, uh, damn, damn, damn, damn Rich Shoota shit, nigga, you know what the fuck it is Rich Shoota, hunnid round goon What's up Zaytoven Heroin on a spoon Uh, I'm dope What's up Zay [Chorus] It come we buss out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money, I kidnap ya I don't do no steppin', but hell yeah, I'm a Kappa And yes, I keep my weapon 'case I gotta fuckin' wack 'em Bricks for the low still tax 'em, white or the santan, don't really matter Fork in the coke batter, don't grab it, swirlin' the water in the pint its a habit Me and Ayeek smoke cabbage, just pulled up on two bunny rabbits Yeah, we finna' fuckin' show these bitches that we savage She fucked a Rich Shoota now the lil bitch braggin' [Verse] I'm pressin' to start this bitch, I don't need no keys I shoot like Stojakovic, my specialty threes Used to sell QP's, and I just got a call from QC And I got a plug on the weed for thirteen Shot my first gun, I was only thirteen Two sons on the way, I'ma raise two kings 100 brick play, I'ma make the bells sing And I move like the mob, badda boom, badda bing And the only time I move when they talkin' 'bout the cream Young nigga, got rich off the poppy seed These niggas know they don't want no damn smoke with me Hunnid round goon, bitch this shit ain't no joke with me Two Spanish bitches, they on me they throatin' me They cousin out Cali, them lil niggas grow for me One Patek, one Rollie, nigga run it up, now they know me Red diamonds like they got dinner, ravioli Got pounds got pieces, thunder on Boli I ball real hard, not Shaq, not Kobe I ball like Q Da Fool, bitch, you know its one and only Real recognize real, you look phony These niggas rappin' like the goon, they tryna clone me [Chorus] It come we buss out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money, I kidnap ya I don't do no steppin', but hell yeah, I'm a Kappa And yes, I keep my weapon 'case I gotta fuckin' wack 'em Bricks for the low still tax 'em, white or the santan, don't really matter Fork in the coke batter, don't grab it, swirlin' the water in the pint its a habit Me and Ayeek smoke cabbage, just pulled up on two bunny rabbits Yeah, we finna' fuckin' show these bitches that we savage She fucked a Rich Shoota now the lil bitch braggin' [Outro] It come we buss out the wrapper, I'm not no normal rapper I'm an err' day trapper, owe me money, I kidnap ya
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- Q Da Fool