NOT A RAPPER Lyrics

Ayy, we cookin' with Twista right now

I told that hoe I'm not a rapper, I'm in Lp and we 8 deep

My mom say, why I don't with them smackers

You at the party with them hoes, enjoy your time, we'll kill you after

And I don't fuck with my OG, lil' bro keep preachin' like a pastor

And why you dissin' on the gang? Bruh, we know you just an actor

Told lil' bro, hop inside that flamie, this ain't no joke, no time for laughter

And boy, you better not run, I'm clutchin' on my gun shii kill you faster

Closed casket closed case , all that other shit don't matter

Lil' bro clutchin' on that Drake, boy, put it down, you not no killer

I see yo' face, I call 4k he spin yo' block, he go gorillas

He pussy trash, I told the leave , cause on my block, you cannot litter

That lil' hoe suck the whole gang, boy, you nasty cause you kiss her

I think this opp hoe pretty bad, I seen her ass, I had to hit her

And I grew up a money man, I had four bands when I was little

These bullets hit you in yo' spine, these bitches hot, you feel the sizzle

My youngin' in that field, he don't play sports, he blow shit like a whistle

I'm with the gang, they can't get caught, they ride around with stolen pistols

Told lil' bro, hop inside that water, but he drowned, no, I don't miss him

I'm in this shit for life love double R, so I can't go against em

And why the hell we had to strike? We took him down behind that Krystal's

And now I'm in that mode, you diss , Khiree, you know your brain get snatched

That nigga used to try to bully me, I'm up with guns and racks

I'm in that mode, I'm tapping, hoes, lil' bro don't tap shii but a smack

And why these lil' ho all up on me? Tell that lil' bitch to get back

We took him down for all that rap, my youngin' spinnin' in the cat

Them boys, they trained to go, they trained to blow, they knockin' off yo' hat

Lil' bro in paperwork, he cannot come around, cause he a rat

And lil' bro lookin' at that hoop , he caught that lob and he attacked

And I see opps they all around me, got no time to just rela

And he got slimed out for that cash, I told lil' bro to watch his back

He got that gun, but he don't blow, told him to shoot, he act like Shaq

And buddy dissin' at the game, I didn't forget, he gon' get whacked

End of that, pussy